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Finley came across now, seeming unsure of what this was. Poor lass.
Women. Fighting over pups that were still swimmers.
Donovan was right, he shouldn't be involved.
But he came not for the sake of the argument, but for the pack. They had enemies - many of them - and injuring each other made them weak.

He knew Nemisis could be vicious, but he'd come back from things worse than what few nicks she'd inflict on him.
Donovan stopped him, pulled him back.
More words were spat from Auriel, and he was certain Nemisis would certainly lash back.
But fine, if Donovan thought he could handle it, he'd continue leading the pack through the shallow waters.

Derg turned away, trotting back to the head of the line and continued his inspection of the path ahead.
If the women came to blows, it certainly wasn't his fault, nor any of the observers.