the reaper is not grim

That about summed it up. Bazi was glad - the news of their imminent departure had not yet been delivered officially, but most of Swiftcurrent Creek knew that it was on the cards. She thought of the distant land that they would soon call home - the dark forests, the thickly frosted peaks, the complete and utter lack of Bypass wolves and Blackfeather cretins.. heaven.

Razorback's question creased her fair brow. Was it worth getting into a scuffle? Scimitar certainly thought so, promising relieve Crescendo of his innards in her honour.. but that was a special case. Still, it made her worry. They were so close to an exit. Why risk a revenge attack? "...if they come anywhere near our claim, yes," she responded after a moments' thought, quickly adding a caveat, "But the Bypass wolves are.. welcome to visit the border. We're taking most of their Alpha's legitimate children away with us. If he wants to say goodbye to them, he can. They didn't choose him," she gloated. Well, most of them hadn't.