Barrow Fields fire and life incarnate

skipping with permission!!! I think we can prob go a few rounds and play this out but @Bennu if you want us to pause at any point lemme know <3

The other wolf seemed happy in her own world, and Rosalyn wasn't sure she should disturb her.  This hesitation intensified when another made an appearance, and now the stranger was completely forgotten.  Her eyes met hateful yellow ones, set in a familiar dark face, and her lip lifted with a bit of a curl.  Ugh.

"Still alive I see," she said with a sort of lax disinterest, though truly her fur was set at edge.  She didn't want another fight, not in her current unsound condition.  But she couldn't help it.

Then Thuringwethil showed up, and suddenly the nonchalance was spoiled, she spun, and defensively backed up a pace or two, preparing to run... but not quiet yet.  Her eyes shifted between the two.  She didn't much like these odds and had no idea what their own relation held.