Otatso Wetlands bippity boppity

Before she could understand what was happening, Bazi was pressing the little alpha into the ground. Both girls snarled viciously in each other's face until it became clear that the fight had come to an end, and the 'victor' (she felt just as beaten and run-down as the wolf she had supposedly defeated) moved back. Peregrine lingered quietly in the background, ever the king of restraint, neither intervening nor taking the opportunity to fap himself into a coma¹.

Fox's words fell on Bazi like a spray acid rain. She flinched away from the red wolf's acrid glare, recovered poorly, and could only gape soundlessly at the other girl's retreating back when her wits finally returned. There she stood, marked by the colours of battle, feeling a terrible weight settle on her small shoulders. You take the Creek echoed in her head.

You take the Creek.

As her breath slowed, an ugly, sour look appeared on Bazi's face, burning across the grassland that now separated her from Fox and Peregrine. You take the Creek? Like it's some kind of carcass? Fine! With a furious snarl and a toss of her head, Bazi wheeled around and trotted stiffly back towards Swiftcurrent Creek.

¹ For you, Kat. :P

Last post from me. :O Remedy - I you did want to do some OOC planning to get Fox back in the Creek, I'm down with that.