Blackfeather Woods mine are long and sharp, my Lord As long and sharp as yours

Maegi wasn't a fighter, wasn't ever going to be a fighter. She would remain close in case Moonshadow needed back-up, but for now, she hung back, staring at Nikan, wondering what he would do next. She considered fetching Ramsay, though perhaps it wouldn't need to come to that. Perhaps Moonshadow could teach him a lesson (though she highly doubted it).

I warned you, she said, her voice clear and icy above the fray. More of my warriors lurk in the shadows, ready to take your blood. It was a bluff, sure, but Maegi was positive they couldn't be far. It would only take a howl. . . She felt a sudden surge of pride, of love, for the wolves that called this place home.