Duck Lake You'd better have good aim

Her thoughts were interrupted by the approach of another, and irritation flashed through her. Taki was not in the mood for company, and this wolf didn't even seem to realize she was intruding, so she was probably stupid on top of ruining her attempt to find some peace. Upon further inspection, she noticed the woman seemed familiar in some way. Taki took in her scent, noting the smell of the creek on her, and then it clicked. Myrren, she said, a hint of contempt in her voice. Yes, she remembered her well; her deserter brother's deserter recruit. The one who had just taken off one day like loyalty meant nothing to her. She looked pregnant too; great, just what they needed--her deserter offspring going out into the world and polluting it. For some reason she felt overwhelmingly angry just then, more than her normal dislike for pretty much everyone. She glared at the other woman, wishing she would just leave. The last thing she needed was more memories of her fallen pack and her stupid, unreliable brother.