Fox's Glade [m] biology, i am an organism, i'm chemical

Mae snorted. Not alone, This woman was very dense, wasn't she? There was only one thing to do when her brothers wouldn't listen, and so Mae applied a similar logic to this situation. In the face of her packmate's stubbornness, she opted to lunge for her toes with jaws snapping; it might have been piranha-like if there was any accuracy to it. She was certain Akavir would be much more cross with Wren for leaving while she was clearly sick, and she was not going to take no for an answer.