Heron Lake Plateau i.x : who was only a stranger at home

WARNING: Bad language...Niamh has a potty-mouth.

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Niamh irritably snorted when the female gave her yet another name for Screech. Sure, he had enough names- Titmouse, Screech, and now Mou- as though he was a fugitive trying to escape from his own wrongdoings. The tone of her voice implied that she cared for him, something that Niamh would've chastized, but she held her tongue. She needed this information from her, and she didn't want the girl to bolt, either. She was still mentally trying to sort out exactly how the pack would feel about taking in a hostage of their own...Perhaps they could trade this one for Screech, if he was still there. She suspected that he was, but she felt that they might have a way of finding that out. Probably not the best plan, but if she played her cards right, it would work. 

Maegi seemed to know some information about Fire, but seemed surprised that she hadn't come back yet. Niamh curled her lips and growled, assuming that she was lying about that...Though according to Tegan, she hadn't been in the pack when he'd been there. She didn't seem to care much for talking about what Niamh had wanted though, and gave her no time to reply before she went on to natter about someone else again, who'd been allegedly kileld by a cougar- and she couldn't help but picture her brother...And the scene where he too had disappeared following a cougar attack. And if nothing else, the two situations placed side by side- even though Maegi seemed to imply she'd seen a cougar finishing off the rest of what she assumed was Screech- served to give Niamh the even firmer belief that Screech was still alive. Because to admit that Screech was dead would be to admit that Ambrose, her brother, was dead too...And she was not ready to admit that. 

"You're full of shit. You and your shitfucked pack," She snarled, "You're lying; and you're shit at it. Screech is still alive and you're trying to protect him. They send you? Or you trying to take down some war on your own?" She asked, but like Maegi had done before- she didn't leave time for an answer. "Ain't gonna work. YOU took one of ours hostage and no, she ain't back; so now I wanna see how much you like it." She said, and lunged toward the snowy wolf with snapping, snarling jaws. She doubted the others might be on board to take in a hostage...But if they weren't, then there was alaways the simple option of killing her and burying her somewhere, Niamh thought. For now, she wanted to force the female to submit and allow herself to be escorted so that she could see what Quixote and Towhee might want to do with her. 

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