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

Everyone else was the sort to stand and talk about their feelings and their issues and hash out a solution, but not Wylla. She was not a logical creature. She was a reactive animal that swung first and asked questions later, and too long had she been idle on Sagtannet soil and not adhered to that part of herself. There hadn't been any reason to at Sawtooth Spire until the Saints arrived, and then she was too afraid for the wellbeing of her pups and Star's pups to want to fight.

Now the pups were older and could fend for themselves. Wylla was also equipped with a blade of injustice that yearned to find a target, and Raleska presented herself as the perfect bullseye when she chose to lurk so close to their territory. If Rusalka supposedly had no interest in them—phrasing that was curiously quite different than any claim of peace—why was their scout here?

Raleska's submission did nothing to cow Wylla's advance. That would've worked if not for the place they'd chosen to call home, and if not for the proximity to Wylla's domain. She closed the distance at a breakneck pace and snapped open her jaws, reaching to grab something and goad Raleska into running off back to where she'd come from, hopefully with blood in her fur. She was clearly not welcome here, and loitering wouldn't be tolerated.