Heron Lake Plateau The otherside series.

She couldn't be sure how loudly she spoke, though Wraen didn't appear particularly startled when she stirred. Nor did she see fit to answer Towhee's accusation. Her blasé remark about the mercenary's mood momentarily stumped her, her fur prickling warily, the white blades along her shoulders and spine sticking up in little tufts.

They smoothed a moment later when she admitted, "I really thought you'd fucked me up. But it's just a flesh wound." Towhee paused, then demanded, "But why would you do that?" In hindsight, Wraen's ire seemed less to do with Towhee's sluttish behaviors in general and more to do with this one wolf very specifically. "Who is this guy and why do you care so much about us boning?"