Blackfeather Woods damn the torpedoes!

Maegi was no fighter, but the call Jakoul sent up would not go ignored. It was much too urgent for that. She rose to her paws next to her place by the children, shuffling them closer to a (probably) snoozing Parvati before careening away, moving at a rather breakneck pace for her hobbling gait. She shuffled to a stop next to the new Morta, eyes wide at what she saw.

She hadn't had many run-ins with raccoons but she knew they were destructive. They ate anything they could get their paws on, and this was clearly illustrated by the carnage here. Her lips curled angrily while her stomach clenched in trepidation. How dare they?! The wolves had mouths to feed, too.

Maegi looked to Jakoul, waiting for her orders. She was tempted to dash headlong into the fray but knew that they would be more successful with some kind of plan.