Mount Apikuni [m] how to disappear completely

Arric's responding howl soothed her some, but Mae kept her eyes trained on the stranger even as another entered the scene. She moved closer to Wren, stepping sideways so that she never turned away from the man she'd decided was a threat to her packmate. He spoke more, but she wasn't interested. All she cared about was that he was walking away, finally, and now she was close enough to Wren to stand guard over her battered figure.

She lowered herself to a crouch, lips still peeled back to show her teeth as her gaze shifted from the retreating figure to the entering one. Go away, Mae snapped again. This is Swiftcurrent Creek business, and we don't need your fucking help. Arric was on his way, and that was all they needed. He would bring Arlette, or Eshe, or maybe he would carry Wren back to one of them, and she would be okay.

But Mae's patience was running thin, and her teeth itched with the desire to rip the nose off of the next stranger to stick it where it didn't belong.