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Fox had known well what she was getting herself into when she had pissed on their borders. She never would have done it if she did not believe she could escape before brining the whole lot of them on. They were small, puny even, and she was not about to let them bully her around. She was the bully around here, and she wanted to make sure that they knew that. The wolves who lived on The Sunspire would leave, one way or another. She would not simply give up her mission because of a few cuts and bruises.

“I thought it was rather clear,” she replied, frowning. “I want them to go far away. No more, no less.” They were too close for comfort, and Fox knew that things were only going to get more rough when the cooler weather rolled around. “I don’t understand why they set up shop so close to begin with. They all hate me.” She said her last statement with all the indifference in the world. Whatever they felt about her, she did not care. Fox just wanted them gone.