Heron Lake Plateau i.x : who was only a stranger at home

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The timid female seemed to know where it was she’d come but still asked. Niamh gave a look left and right, as though to say what other plateaus do you see around here? before she nodded, silently. She had news, but Niamh didn’t figure she’d have anything important to say, really. She was lightly surprised, then, to hear a name and a claim that went along with it. 

”Screech?” She asked, as the female hadn’t pronounced the name quite right. The female looked truly sad, which ended up prompting Niamh to snort. No one would be sad if Screech was dead. She moved forward, closing the distance between them so that if she chose to run, she wouldn’t get far. ”Yeah right. Prove it. Ya can’t kill Screech.” She responded tiredly. Her gaze sharpened though, as she drew closer to the pale female, starting straight at her pretty blue eye.  ”The only wolf who would know that would belong to Blackfeather,” She said, readying herself to pounce if she needed to chase after the girl who could very easily lose nerve and try to run away...But Niamh had a much better plan for her...To give Blackfeather a taste of their own medicine. 

”Which means you have more information for me, regarding one of our own members,” She said with a growl, implying that she meant to hear what she wanted- or she’d make the stranger before her regret it.

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