Blacktail Deer Plateau tick tock tick tock

Although moments ago she'd yelled after the fox, in truth, Nieve couldn't understand the speech of non-wolves. However, laughter was universal. The fox's chortles were impossible to miss. Her lips writhed into an offended snarl, but when she tried to rise to her paws, the sprained one buckled instantly. Faced for the first time with significant pain, Nieve lost all her will to chase after the injured Zelda and crumpled into a weak sit instead.

Her blue eyes glared after the fox, whom she hoped was smart enough to just get the hell out of their territory. Nieve wanted nothing more than to limp away, lie down and rest her injured paw. She needed it looked at to make sure it wasn't broken, but she wasn't willing to move until the fox made herself scarce. As if to amplify the threat behind her furrowed brows, she tilted her muzzle into the air and loosed a shrill howl to call any nearby pack members to her location.

If Zelda thought she could sneak around Nieve just because the golden she-wolf gave up the chase, maybe she would think twice with potential reinforcements on the way.

Zelda can escape! Not actually inviting anyone to the thread, Nieve's howl is mainly just a threat.