Noctisardor Bypass [raid]I once saw a dragonfly caught in a spider's web

With the information she was given, Æsilfír would indeed go forth in search of the wolf named Laurel, picturing fear etched into her soft brown eyes. She wasn't Æsilfír's to claim- but she would do her best to ensure she was known for being one of the ones to smoke their target out. 

Their voices rang out, and their target named. If she chose to volunteer and be fearless, she could make her way to Merrick and be the matryr that could save her pack grief. Æsilfír felt those chances were slim to none. If the pack loved her, she thought they would band together- and go directly against the one who issued the threat. 

So to buy Merrick time to sleuth his way through the packlands, find her scent and track her down, Æsilfír weeded her way away from him, her cheery, wicked laughter puncturing the silence around her. "Laaaaaaaaurelllllll," She crooned, cackling. "Pretty pretty Lllllllllllauuuuurellllll," If she caught the attention of just one Rivenwood wolf and lured them after her, it would at least be one less wolf ganging up on her leader. She would draw as much attention away from him as she possibly could- and squatted intermittantly as she trespassed so she could leave behind markings that would offend their senses.