Swiftcurrent Creek You know it's not the same as it was

She blinked when her leader turned his gaze to her- an acknowledgement that she was paying attention, and could be called upon later for an opinion. 

Still, the presence of another pack that had harried the woman was concerning. She seemed harmless enough herself, obviously rattled. The overturn in her leadership had perhaps also contributed to her uneasiness; whether Akavir knew the new leaders might effect her standing. 

Her nostrils flared lightly at the mention of an injured woman, the one she gathered had put fear into the gilded woman before them. Moss had been informed of them- now, it seemed their threat loomed real.