Rising Sun Valley these battle scars don't fade

Since the meeting, Bazi had spent the majority of her time with Paarthurnax - but her mind did wander. After their first awkward attempts at reconnecting, she and Scimitar had not seen much of each other. She supposed he was busy running the pack and dealing with the imminent threat of a visit from the Bypass, but still. The man was not the sort to sweep a girl off her feet, and Bazi was getting desperate. What would it take? A sexy dance? She felt as though a wall of ice had risen between them, and nothing subtle seemed to work.

She was digging for rodents behind a tree when Scimitar came striding, and nearly stepped out to surprise him before she noticed the tension in his bearing and the length of his strides. Something important was about to happen.

Like her pack-mates, Bazi followed. Three were already at Scimitar's side by the time she spotted Shadow, standing tall but respectfully silent - a plus, in her book. It filled her with a dark brand of spiteful glee that they were the ones with the power in this situations. If she had anything to do with it, those little children would be Swiftcurrent wolves to the bone.

Bazi stepped in next to Nefarious, feeling oddly comfortable in the dark (relative) newcomer's presence since their humiliating introduction. She kept a cool face, looking between the two Alphas with interest but without any real tension in her heart. This was about children, not turf, and even she knew that it was a conversation best handled delicately.