Mudminnow River good lord, show me the way

She listened, not really registering the words. They couldn't hurt if she didn't let them in.
She wasn't the smartest, clearly. She felt empty. Maybe that was the effect of truly letting go of something that clung to your feelings like oil.

She stared at the ground still as if she could make the water run from the soil and dry up the area. At least a slither of satisfaction slithered in about her punishing herself. She knew the girls weren't there still, likely pushed out.
Where could they go?

"Then I suggest you don't come back this way unless it's for a very good reason."
Her glare shifted to the pale woman. This was her end now and knew most packs didn't like Blackfeather. They still wouldn't, going under the same name despite different intentions.
And the last comment didn't ring exactly true. She fucked her over, not the other way around.
She moved, turning to face Maegi fully.
Her ears forward, tail raised.

Then moved past her.
She didn't want to see or hear of her again.