Blackfeather Woods shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Maegi was a micromanager, and always would be--but she had come to accept that this whole mess of a situation was completely out of her paws. She could fight it, she could refuse, dig her heels in. . .but they'd simply move on without her consent, steamrolling right over her. Nothing she said or did could change minds. She was powerless to stop any of it.

The girl let out an exasperated sigh, a muffled swear under her breath. Then she raised her mismatched gaze to Mou, then to the ruddy captive, giving a curt nod. "Fine. We'll go." She turned then and slipped past Mou, their pelts brushing for a brief instant. Before she moved on, she craned her neck back to stare at the Redhawk girl, eyes narrowed.

"If you're lying, I'll kill you," Maegi said shortly, ice in her voice.

She turned and started to pad forward, heading to safety(?).