Stone Circle he is without a heart

Skippable, but if anybody wants to zero in on Oryx, and engage her, feel welcome to do so :) She's the easiest target here and I'm 100% open to her taking damage.

It was not in Oryx's nature to wander too near the borders- but she felt an obligation to contribute to the pack which had taken her in, considering she'd done nothing but hide and avoid all others (save for Arlette) since Rosina had attacked her in the meadow. She was not confident in patrolling the borders so she stayed some distance from them, patrolling nonetheless- but from what she considered to be a safe distance from where the majority of their borders markings were. 

So she was not terribly far away when the commotion began, but her lack of conviction and strangling indecision made her doubt herself, and hesitate. She crept forward, keeping herself concealed as much as possible within the tall grasses, and heard a couple snippets of a heated conversation. When she peered through the grasses, finally close enough to see what was going on- she noticed several strangers facing off across from Polaris and West Tyree- but her gaze froze when she saw the torn and bloodied body of Rosina, barely recognizable from having been dragged through the mud to their borders. Oryx froze- and paid little attention to the strangers and the snapping of fangs, but she looked up when the gesture for the attack was given by the one-eyed male.

At a glance, she found herself overwhelmed by terror. With Oryx still several yards away and attempting to peer without being seen, West Tyree and Polaris faced a brutally intimidating group of wolves. A tawny, one-eyed male who looked to be the sort of wolf who felt most at home on the battlefield.  A pale, hungry-looking fellow whose eyes shone with bloodlust, barely contained by his master's command. She crouched, still several metres away and hidden in the grass, watching as one wolf after the other charged, or blocked another- and a moment later the regal king ordered the entire debacle come to a halt- but only time would tell if the intimidating group of strangers heeded his demand. A brindled wolf so large, she found herself wondering who was larger, him or the grey boulder who protected their pack. But the most feared amongst them all was the ebony rapier, whose violet eyes were savage with a neon glow. She was fast- and not bridled by the harness and chain command of the one-eyed male. 

There was a flurry of movement- and Oryx wasn't entire certain amid the wheeling, snapping and lunging who matched up against who- but no sooner had the clash begun then it was ordered to cease by the giant, grey boulder himself, but only time would tell if the others heeded his demand. Her eyes fell upon Rosina's corpse once more, and a thought occurred to her. 

Why was it here? 

They'd brought it with them...Did they think that one of the Easthollow wolves had done this? She tried to recall the snippets of conversation she'd overheard- and remembered Polaris asking them if they would demand to have him, which she assumed meant West Tyree. Had they come to seek revenge for the death of Rosina? And did they expect Easthollow to hand West Tyree over- an eye for an eye? She couldn't bear it. 

"It was me-" She shouted feverishly over the din. "She stole my ear; I caused this, it was me, I confess!" She said, practically inviting death upon herself in the process. But what else would she have to offer?