Lost Creek Hollow but take your time, think a lot

sionnach had baited aengus one too many times, and after a way-too-close-for-comfort encounter, had opted for easier tauntings. the three puppies not related to her were much younger, and therefore, smaller -- there's this thing about bullies, and never picking on wolves your own size..

cackling as she evaded tiarnach coming in like a bull-dozer, sionnach never saw the tiny piranha that came from below, clamping onto her ruff with puppy-determination. "aaOOW!" sionnach bellered (that's hollered and bellowed mixed into one, you're welkies), feeling unjustly attacked like any instigator would. with a growl she started to bullishly march forward, pulling a page out of aengus's trample-book; if jet was not careful she would soon be underfoot, and sionnach was not a wolf that cared to tread lightly.