Blackfeather Woods Keeping up with everything

She gritted her teeth upon hearing about her niece's sass, letting a sigh through flared nostrils. Hela and Scylla both have mouths on them the size of the Void, Maegi said wryly, her voice without humor but not, it seemed, her words. I'll see if I can talk to her, though, or at least Cassiopeia. The others shouldn't be saying that. . .and Rowan shouldn't take it to heart. But I know kids do take things to heart.

Proud as Vaati, she reckoned. Well, they'd have a rude awakening when Maegi saw them next. Moonshadow and her pups belonged just as much to these woods as the Melonii; the former had certainly put in her time, and the latter born right here, upon this sacred ground.

And just when she thought it couldn't get worse— Redhawks?! she exclaimed, her just-settled fur bristling once more. Gods' sake! Did they do anything, say anything? Did anyone get hurt? The Redhawks were nearly as bad as Serem! If not more so: for all her faults, at least Serem made no pretense of being a good-hearted wolf. Fuck the Redhawks and their moral high ground.