Haunted Wood Listen here, because it's who we are

She came and sat, staring pointedly at Valour.
What the fuck did he mean no using the pit?
What was the pit for then!

Nevermind, if she wanted to she would, and if he didn't like it she'd kick his ass in there too. She looked to the young piebald...foxy wolf. Dog. She could see he was marked by the two-legs like Santi. He sat awkwardly but looked so proud of himself as Valour said no fucking fighting.
Oh, she'd like to wipe the smirk from his face.

She listened to Santi talk about the pack.
Team fighters eh.
"So they swarm you. With Moonspear, we can overwhelm them if we don't break ranks."
Realising now, Vanity probably had the most war experience in this pack. Teamed with the famed Queen Hydra, they could crush Ursus.
"I don't hear of much fighting anymore, so I assume a lot of strays you've let in are untrained," she looked pointedly at Valour again, "that's the first thing you should fix."

She didn't care what Memory was thinking, but he didn't look inclined to joining in. He was leaving after all.