Heron Lake Plateau I'm not gonna run from the scars and within

"Is it itchy as all hell?" Towhee wondered, trying to tone down the grumpy expression on her face. But Roz's reminder about their badly lost fight didn't do much to help. The Beta felt a flash of aggravation at her own impotence. At least the cat was gone from the plateau's fringes, hopefully never to return. But she agreed with Roz: they really should've gotten in more licks, considering the odds.

She opened her mouth to say something else when another wolf appeared. It took a moment to place her, though Towhee eventually remembered her name. "Lynx," she acknowledged, unable to muster much amiability at the moment.