See My Mischief Double

Falwasi snickered at the lone wolf's response, copper eyes flashing with aggravation as she tried to keep herself together. "Now that you have offered, yes, you could help with something," she started, expression placid but emotions stirring inside her body. "You are perilously close to Swiftcurrent Creek border, and unless you have anosmia, I suggest you leave." The gracing wolf looked the stranger in her twinned eye, searching for her next reaction, standing poised in case the loner should advance towards her.

Then, Falwasi remembered, the thought dampening her conjecture. "Or you could join the pack, with exceptions, of course," she added. It wasn't that she did not like new members, maybe recruiting wolves, but when a wolf neared so close to their borders, it heightened the tension. After all, joining a pack wasn't the sole reason for approaching a pack's border.

The variegated wolfess' hackles lowered, but it was clear she was still attentive. Falwasi would not let the ebony animal get any closer to her home, and if she did, it wouldn't end all 'flowers and sunshine'. She wasn't a warrior for no reason.