Swiftcurrent Creek pack activity · fight or flight

Bones did not take the she-wolf's reaction personally, instead nodding silently and shuffling backward to give her her space. She didn't leave, though, as it seemed wrong to leave her here with a heap of dead puppies and no one to help... Instead, the youngster retreated to the edge of the clearing, her tail limp and her wide eyes shifting aimlessly around their surroundings. She didn't want to stare at the tiny corpses.

Haunter suddenly appeared and Bones's green eyes clapped upon him with a measure of relief. She saw his wounds and realized he must've been one of the dark blurs involved in the tussle. When he spoke to her, issuing instructions, her head bobbed again. There was none of her usual loudness or joie de vivre present but she was happy to heed the adult.

"Sorry," she said with unusual softness, her ears pressing forward as she tried to catch the black-footed female's gaze. Whether or not she found what she sought, she pivoted a moment later and young Bones turned and disappeared in the direction of the creek. She'd wash off the blackening blood and then go after Haunter as he'd asked, though even the scrappy youth didn't know if she could stomach any more bloodshed today.