Grouse Thicket And just a little too honest to believe that I am saved

WC:206

Shame filled Niamh as she was forced to withdraw, and the female’s comment stung. A coward? Of course, she felt like one...But she had made a promise to Colt, and now was hardly the time to be injured when they were already down a member of the pack and Towhee was still recovering. Niamh saw herself as being one of only a few battle-ready wolves, and couldn’t let them down by foolishly trying to hold her own against two others. There was no way she could have come out on top against both of them, and hadn’t even put in a solid effort. 

”Try fighting your own battles sometime, Rosalyn.” Came her vicious and spiteful reply. She gave a glare to Rosalyn’s companion, who had somehow thought that two against one was a fair turf war. ”Consider yourself marked- next time, I won’t be alone...And next time, you’ll die.” She vowed. Leaving the two females to their spoils, Niamh retreated. Their find wasn’t worth it- a kill aready picked and pulled apart, and now subject to another round of scavengers. She’d made the right choice, of course, but it didn’t feel like it as she left them to their kill with a jilted step.