Fox's Glade I'm biting my nails

This attitude was more to Nunataq's liking and a sly, excited grin flashed through the hostile mask. That's right! That's, how you get in scuffles! Bring it on! Even the tip of her tail wagged just a bit, expressing her excitement for the upcoming fight. She was so drunk with adrenaline, inflated ego and self-confidence, that she failed to see the very sad outcome for her, if she really got crossed swords with this lady, who - up until now - had been surprisingly patient with all of her antics. To put it briefly - she was crazy and stupid, which is not a very good combination to win a battle.

But this epic event was postponed, because a demanding howl rose in the air, making the girl break eye contact with the she-wolf and look towards the source of sound. It was far enough not to see the caller, but it was obvious from the girl's suddenly very sullen expression that this was someone she knew and - what's more - someone of great importance. She could not ignore it, she could not beg for "five more minutes, pretty, pretty ple-a-a-a-a-a-ase?!" She rolled her eyes, groaned, shook her coat, flashed an almost apologetic look in Dianne's direction, as if saying: Sorry, let's meet and finish this another time!

Then dashed past her to the person, who had called. Good thing she could not speak - there was no way of finding out, what mischief she had been up to and get punished for it accordingly.

Last one from me! Thank you!