Heron Lake Plateau oh to be alone with you

Sour beyond belief, Niamh fled  the entire situation, hating both herself for having to flee and the dark wolf who’d taken their lands. She wanted nothing more than to recruit a full pack of wolves, return to the lake and then kick their tails into next week. It didn’t matter anymore that it was just turf- it was theirs, and she wanted revenge. 

She got distracted by her own anger and drifted from Screech’s trail, but when he called out, she looped back and found him, along with Redshank. Nearly breathless- whether from running or from anger- she did her best to issue a resentful growl when Redshank spoke. ”Some kind of shitstorm that was,” She hissed, and sat down to nurse a wound. ”Damnit; that place was ours!”