Two Rivers Isle A potato should always be with its friends in a fruitbowl! Otherwise it's potato-cism

Malice let out a chuckle. Oh, her sister. She was absolutely crazy and violence crazy, and Malice was surprised the female even listened to her the way she did. How she had earned the other's respect, was a mystery. So far, wolves like her sister would rather be enemies - and Malice was fine with that. I think it is best if we leave the creek wolves to the creek wolves. She chuckled. We cannot afford a war. She added, a little more serious. Little did she know that later, Nemesis would have made the first move of a possible war - and that she would be ready for it too.