what strange occurrences

The acorn attack had produced at least one satisfying yip, but the stranger didn't seem too concerned about it. In fact, after just a couple moments she'd continued on her way as though nothing had happened. Damn it, she'd worked hard to get those damn acorns to fall. What else could she throw to make the brindle wolf react? Cascade glanced around, then lit up when she spotted the natural bowl formed by a couple of leaves that had filled with water. Perfect! Bounding over, she waited until the other female was passing beneath it to shove her ghostly paws at the leaf-basin and tip it over onto the other wolf's head.