Sun Mote Copse So I've gotten used to coffee sweats

Rolled for a thread prompt. Got coyote near borders....Typical Niamh. Anyone is welcome to hop in :)

Once Niamh had been shown where the borders were, she made it her job to fall back into the role of guardian. She told herself, though, that this time things would be different. They weren't to treat outsiders with hostility, and that made her relax a bit. She wasn't sure exactly how to respond, as it had been al to easy simply to chase down anyone on sight unless they had some reason to be at the borders. It'd been so easy to be a strict security guard- so now she would have to learn how to be softer, gentler, friendlier...Which wasn't too hard for her, presently; she was pretty darn happy with how her life was going currently. 

So for the majority of the morning, she trotted along, marking here and there, with a bounce to her step and a faint smile on her features. She could do this. She could be a friendly border guard, sure. She could be approachable and greet strangers in a friendly way. She told herself this over and over again, until she pretty well believed it- but as soon as she caught the coyote's scent, it was like a switch had been tripped. Niamh hated coyotes. They put her into a mode that was somewhere well beyond predator mode, and this was a mode she needed to forget...But at the same time, she couldn't just let the coyote come this close to the borders without chasing them off, could she? She just didn't necessarily need to hunt them down, dismember them and spread their body parts along the borders like she had at the plateau, to ward off other coyotes. 

...But some habits are nearly impossible to drop. She continued tracking the creature, eyes sharp and ears pricked, hoping (for the sake of both of them) that she wouldn't catch up to it.