Swiftcurrent Creek we want war · pack meeting

Wrapping up!

"If she continues to act like she just did, she won’t be our problem any longer." Bazi huffed in agreement, studying Star's retreating back. The darker recesses of her mind invented scenarios in which the puffball wolf suffered a terrible accident en route to whatever land they laid claim to next, but she shook them away. She wasn't that kind of wolf any more.

And certainly not that kind of Alpha. She stared up at Scimitar, but found that she was not surprised. This time, it felt right. Bazi accepted with a wordless nod and a grim smile, circling Scimitar and sidling up against what she judged to be his less battered side. "Come on. Let's get your wounds looked at," she ordered, offering her shoulder.