The fact that the other female had missed to notice that Cara held a higher rank was just insulting. Though ranks and status had turned into an important matter to the power-thirsty yearling, and she had never gone around shoving her superiority down other's throats she was not, what to call it, subtle with it either. She was a prideful creature and everyone in the land knew so.
Everyone except the stupid female in front of her.
An enraged snarl bursted from her lips as the other suggested the reason she had treated her as an equal was because she acted like one. Had Mara been blind to the signs -- the lifted chin, puffed chest and raised tail? There was no way, the yearling couldn't have acted more like a superior without actually launching herself to the female's throat like any Alpha would when defied. Maybe that's what she should do; regardless of not holding the top position anymore, her place in the pack's hierarchy gave her the right to punish her unsubordination.
The last few parts of the female's speech were lost to Cara, they made no sense. She held the spot she did because of her dedication and the history she had, and it was because of her prestigious spot that she should be given instant respect. And besides if everyone should be respected without discrimination of their rank (something Cara was not opposed to) why had it been Mara to throw the first stone?
While she left the fact that Mara's ideologies collapsed onto themselves aside, she propelled herself onto the air, her jaws aiming at the female's shoulder.
She had been warned, now it was time for her to crumble like her ideologies.