Seaside Moors it will come back

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Chacal out <3

Chacal hadn't been present to see who had started the fight. But She could see that Regin had won it, but had not simply stopped there- she'd been torturing Valravn, who had clearly been incapable of defending himself from that position, and it had looked to her like a poor show of sportsmanship. So she simply snorted in reply and maintained her stiffened, protective posture even once Valravn had pulled himself out of the mud. He came close to lick her cheek and she was hit with another wave of nausea as the skunk stink wafted back into her nostrils. She tried to give him a little bit of a smile, but the smell stung at her eyes too much.

It'd been such an eventful morning already, and Chacal was ready to be done with it. In having joined in their dispute, she'd made herself both dirty and smelly again, and she wanted nothing more to be rid of the smell. So, she pulled her cool glare from Regin and gave Valravn a very gentle nudge with her nose, before she trotted off, heading back for the nearest stream again, so she could give herself another soak and hopefully get rid of the rest of this bog-skunk-stench Valravn had found.