Redtail Rise whose woods these are I think I know

the attack comes unexpected.

like a bowling ball toward a set of pins, the woman barrels into her legs, and she tumbles down.

she snaps at whatever soft bits she can find, but she's too pleased to put her best effort into it. her pups need protecting, and this wolf will undoubtedly serve the rise.

crouched in the dust, Avicus heaves up and shoves the newcomer forward, into the territory.

go, she commands. eahh'. 'hhleep. you have a home here.

unless wordless woman were to challenge her further.

that would, certainly, throw a wrinkle into things.