Nova Peak Buddy, I went down to Scarlet Town - aint never been there before;

I can't take this very far yet just in case Sagtannet's meeting goes super sideways in the second round, but I wanted to get a post in.

It was bold—arrogant, even—of Wylla to have drawn a stark line parallel to Rusalka's borders in urine, but she had issued a warning in person, and they had failed to heed it. While Rusalka looked upon Sagtannet and Wylla's persistence in wanting to eradicate any presence that touched those hells damned cliffs as a repetition of their rocky past with Drageda, Wylla saw them in the exact same light. When Grimnismal existed, Drageda had not directly moved against them, but nor had they allowed them a peaceful existence. Wylla's brothers had been attacked just for being nearby. They had always been there, watching, ready to harm any unsuspecting wolf who went beyond the sound.

She assumed that Rusalka would be the same, lurking on the cliffs, waiting for an opportunity to harm one of her wandering children. Rosalyn certainly looked like a wolf who picked a lot of fights. No one who just wanted to live in peace would look that torn up. She couldn't trust them. Already, she'd imagined that the bitch who injured Mahler and stole her eye was one of their order. It only made sense. Umbra must've been a scout sent ahead, and when she was sent away not once but twice, then the whole pack followed.

Imagine her surprise when a stranger's scent touched her nose as she patrolled the borders. Imagine her fury when the scent came entwined with the brinewater of Rosalyn's own. Imagine the feeling of vindication that followed when she discovered they were, in fact, a problem for her and her family. Not only had they failed to heed Wylla's warning that the cliffs would remain unclaimed, but they were already sending wolves to harass Sagtannet in return. She'd known it was only a matter of time before they showed their true colours as a second Drageda to torment Wylla and her family with their mere presence. She knew they were a threat from the very start, and now they were going to prove it.

Wylla flew through the trees with a thunderous snarl. Raleska was some short distance away and could still turn and run, but a second's hesitation would see Sagtannet's Eisen on her heels. Her threat that they were not safe had not been an empty one, but the promise of injury was all she'd really given. If they were going to come lurking on her doorstep after being told they were too close for comfort, however, she would not hesitate to separate their sorry hides from their bodies.