Great Bear Wilderness beef

for any moonglow wolves who might come looking. only one or two joiners please (:

the trio had left early, and as viri tasted the scents near the territory, she noted that it seemed to have been just in time. wolves had passed through here. a pack. she remembered the caches she'd pissed on and grinned. she hoped they would come down from their weird territory, angry and vengeful. she would have a good time with that.
but she didn't want her sisters to know just how manic she was feeling, so viridian kept away from them. she lingered near the place they'd just left, but not so near as to catch any attention. just close enough to tempt fate.

doom music plays in the background

 

Nyra followed the scents relentlessly from the mountain, and eventually saw a girl some distance away. 
The scent seemed to match that of one of the desecrators, and so Nyra began to march forward with her tail flagged and hackles raised.

But she stopped a few paces into her stride, thinking...

What herbs could be used for others, that would be used for her instead should she take this on via combat? 

What more could be lost or gained from this? 

Nyra glared at the girl still some ways out and called for @Shikoba, or even @Towhee, though Nyra didn't know right now that Towhee was deaf and likely wouldn't hear her call. 

I found one of the desecrators. Her call said.

the call of the white wolf causes the sivullik to surge through the land as quickly as the wind carries her with her lips pulled back and her tail flagged. kukutux had meant to leave Moonglow as a refuge for travelers, but to desecrate what was offered as a gift, an oasis -- the disrespect on moonwoman's gentleness would not go unnoticed.

no good deed goes unpunished, but that doesn't mean that Moonglow takes lightly to pure disrespect of youth. she calls back to her now, seeing the woman in her line of sight as she gallops towards her. the small one comes into her line of sight. while kukutux would be graceful or perhaps even merciful, shikoba does not intend to wait for the judgment day as she had done so for nuak. 

today, hell rains from above in the form of a woman. 

"after her!" her call commands to nyra. run as she may, this girl better hope that fate is on her side and does not play a sick and twisted joke on her.

tempting fate brought fate out to play with some really big sticks, apparently. a huge pale wolf found viri first, and sent up a howl for back up. viri knew better than to stick around for that — she was already running when the other wolf showed up, looking just as intimidating.

catch me if you can, she thought, darting away and suppressing a laugh. if it seemed like they were getting too far behind, she would slow, giving them a false hope of catching her. she didn't want the game to end too soon.

Nyra heard Shikoba and set into a streaking run. 
The loner began darting away, to which Nyra let out an irritated growl as she kept chasing. 
The female ahead was smaller and lighter built, but perhaps Nyra might be able to slow her down somehow...

Even from a distance, the behemoth could vaguely make out a grin on the bitch's face whenever she looked back. 

She wanted this. 

Lightbulb upon her head, Nyra decided to initiate her own game. 
She slowed, as if giving up, and made to go a different direction that may make it seem like she wasn't still following. 
If Shikoba would arrive beside her and demand to know why she stopped, Nyra would explain:

"She wants us to chase her. But the only one who has to play her game by her rules is her. If we want to catch this wench, we need to disappear into the terrain and make it seem like we gave up. I don't doubt she will return to tempt fate further. If she comes close again, I think we can get our justice if we close in where it's harder to get away." 

she is quick to cover terrain, with her constant border patrol, shikoba is thankfully in shape and does not tire as she comes beside nyra. her explanation comes quickly,. though shikoba knew that her orders are not disobeyed without reason. the tall woman comes to elaborate; the little weasel who soiled the caches now has the desire to play a game with the wolves of Moonglow; to toy with them and drive them into an endless race with disappointment.

shikoba looks to the other for a moment and quietly nods her head. so, she turns to head back, hoping nyra falls in sync with her. now, they would have to decide where to disappear to.