MIDDLE FINGERS UP

The older woman would rest within her usual spot in pack lands. It was a hollowed out tree. The tight space gave her protection from the elements, mostly from the brisk air outside. She had been adventuring a lot but that day she decided to relax. Though, the woman would go wide eyed as a frantic rustling would be heard. The scent of Hestia would be thick within her nose as soon as it faded. The ebony girl must have been in a hurry and the tri-toned bitch decided to snoop. Light paws would allow her to get up and peek out of her tree. She saw a flash of black and Svanerna was off following her pack mate. Maybe she shouldnt be so nosy but Vi did send out a notice that Fiamette was missing. Maybe it had to do something with that? In the rough times of a plague anything could happen.

As Svanerna caught up with Hestia more scents flooded her slightly moist nose. She looked around as the images of four Wolfes filled her eyes. A pale woman that looked displeased with Sibelle in front of her. Hestia was off to the side trying to gather Fiamette but Svanerna obviously knew that was not a good idea. The Finnvi woman knew that the alabaster lady whom captured the Sovari babe would want something in return. Trying to get Fiamette by force would be an idiotic thing to do. As the ebony woman spat forth lines of nonsense, Svanerna came forth and growled. "Hestia, calm down, let us be rational here. You are only making things worse." Svan was sure Sibelle could handle the pale woman on her own, with words. But, as long as Hestia was here things would only be ten times more frantic. The woman moved closer to Hestia as the black girl tried to pull on Fia to drag her back to saftey. Sure, if things were different getting her home would be a good plan. But, no one needed a fight. The black, white, and russet woman growled softly, "Calm the fuck down, lets let Sibelle handle this. You are making things worse. There is no need for this. Let her go before someone gets hurt." The older vixen was not opposed to dragging her pack mate away if she did not calm down.


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