Firefly Glen [PHE] the type that makes me feel old

A distant, quick squabble escalated to a cacophony of growls and snarls, followed by shrieks and a summon that was urgent and angry. Chacal scanned her company briefly, noticing then that a singular wolf was absent from their camp. Chacal's heart sank with dread. If something had happened to Sobeille, she would never forgive herself.

The matriarch arrived in time to see the tall leader of Swiftcurrent Creek pinning her niece to the ground beneath his weight and she uttered an exhasperated, ugly and loud bawl for him to let her up, and allow her to breathe before his weight caused irreparable damage to the yearling's spine. She fought back the instinct to charge him and knock him aside in order to free Sobeille, but-

there were two other girls bleeding, one unconscious and one blinded-

and it all reeked of mischief and grudge, broken into violence.

Moonwoman gave instructions, and Etienne tended to the wounded. Others gathered, witnessing the fallout as the situation was de-escalated. To Akavir she moved, to retrieve her niece from his possession, realizing then that the Creek was not a pack of benign strangers who had harboured her son, daughter, and grandchildren.

Freshwater Man.

Arric had waltzed airily with Chacal, but had been drawn into a bloody tango with Mireille. Now, the scent of him was thick in the air even though he was not present. The Creek was where he lived- where these war-torn girls were from, and where her own descendants made their home.

He would want justice, if Sobeille were found fit to blame. And whose eye would he take, when he realized that he had so many to choose from nestled within his own boundaries?

Fear spread, and she felt as if Akavir's heavy weight now pressed upon the curve in her own spine. She forced herself to be strong, though her heavily-beating heart threatened to make her shake with every pulse. She could do nothing, now, but obey the orders given- and pray that Akavir would not harm her son, her daughter, her grandchildren...

She couldn't help but cringe when she looked down at Sobeille, and found her eyes fill with shame.