Blacktail Deer Plateau this world is only gonna break your heart

Citation from lyrics of "Wicked Game" by Chris Isaak. @Arcturus

Don't return to resolve things in anger - had been Wraen's mantra for the past couple of days after the grand show-down between her and Kukutux (side-note - she still had no idea, who she had spoken with, but the narrator has run out of feminine alternatives) and rather than bolting straight back to the plateau to confront the culprit of it all, she had remained in the wilds. First she had planned to stay out only for an evening and then it had stretched into few days. 

There was a lot to sort out and in the beginning she found herself sitting amidst a complete chaos of things, not knowing, where to begin. Though the first and most important thing that emerged was her and Maia's safety. Wraen regretted telling the madwoman that she had a sister at all. A liability, though on the second thought - without knowing, what the sibling looked like - as long as it remained so - she was safe. The only thing to do was to warn her and decided from there, what to do. 

Strategist in her came up with the next logical step to create a safety network for them. She thought about Bronco, who was part of Moonspear now (she did not know that he was in a new pack), and how she could talk to him, share, what was going on and ask to keep an open ear and eye to the shift in the air, if such appeared. Then she thought about her former packmates, who had recently relocated. Phox had seemed cordial enough, Towhee - she hoped that they had left on good terms. She would hear her out, she would have a different insight. So plan number two - was to seek those people around here, who were her friends still. 

The knowledge that she was not completely alone in this warmed her heart and gave her some relief. Therefore she could turn to that big box of unknown contents with the name "Arthur" written on it. Again, rather than delving in the emotional stuff first, she decided that if there was a person, who could put that Moonspear lady in place, it was him. Death threats should not be taken lightly and though she hated to stand between him and, whatever friends he had still got out in the world, he would have to choose one over the other. If he insisted on keeping an ongoing relationship with that lady, Wraen wanted nothing more to do with him. 

It was a cruel decision, keeping in mind all that the ghost had implied about his feelings for her. But then... she could not forgive him for telling the whole world (exaggeration - true, but keep in mind she was annoyed) and not being honest with her. That she should suffer more of such attacks because for one reason or another he preferred to banter with everyone else but her. Yes - he was shy and reserved, the right words did not come easy, but Wraen believed that she had always been patient and understanding with him, and therefore she felt not so much betrayed as disappointed. 

Once she reached the edge of the plateau, she tipped her head back and howled for her friend. They needed to talk.