Noctisardor Bypass i could go off the deep end

Closing up shop!

She expected her father's irate bark any moment now, yet it never came. Grub scarcely dared to look, though she eventually glanced at the spot on the borders where, just a moment ago, four wolves had stood. Now only one, Kaertok, remained. Grub blinked slowly. It seemed nobody had heard the stick breaking, or that they hadn't deemed it worthy of investigation.

Grub glared downward at her own traitorous paw, as well as the stick beneath it. Carefully removing her weight from it, she began to slink back toward the den. She agonized about her lack of stealth for the first few moments before she sharpened her focus on the task at hand: tracking her way back home without being apprehended.

When she succeeded in this endeavor, it soothed her injured dignity and she rejoined her oblivious siblings, pale face expressionless but with a self-satisfied smile behind her eyes.