Heron Lake Plateau your shadow weighs a ton

Niamh almost immediately crumbled into sobs, and Raven felt a tug at her heartstrings. This was the part of leadership she hadn't wanted -- making crappy decisions that upset the wolves who worked so hard to serve her and the pack. She cringed on the inside, and while she did her best to maintain a neutral demeanor, her face and eyes softened at the sight of Niamh's sorrow.

She started to open her mouth to tell Niamh she had changed her mind -- that Screech could remain here, as long as some things were handled differently moving forward. But she never got the chance to get the words out of her mouth. A lightning bolt of vicious teeth suddenly struck the pregnant alpha in the face, driving her backward with the full force of Screech's body weight behind it. She was bowled over by his attack, wrenched around and slammed down onto her back, and she felt teeth slashing at her muzzle, her throat, her legs...everywhere. A screaming snarl burst from her throat and rang out through the surrounding area as she fought back, her own teeth ripping at whatever piece of her brother they could reach.