Broken Boulder from the edge

How the fuck dare she. Sequoia had only mentioned it because she did not want this woman to think she would step in ahead of her. Her tail lashed, and next think she knew, she was calling for Mahler. Sequoia curled her lip, her tail now arching over her back as she ignored the sob story (which could have been a lie, for all she knew).

True or not, the insult was just icing on the cake.

You are not welcome here, she said. Sequoia had the upper hand, as she was a pack wolf, and Ketzia had thought it smart to offend her.

Leave. Now.