Something that Fyra said caused Cody to snap. He didn't move a muscle for just a split second, save for his hackles, which were bristling on end. He whirled around and roared, "At least you HAVE a sister! You insensitive idiot, Fyra, just LEAVE ME ALONE!" Cody turned and sprinted away towards the mountains with sparks of fury flicking from his pelt.
Fyra didn't respond. This was surprising for she seemingly always had a remark--most of the time it was not a nice one--for any who dare scream at her.
Cody is different, she reminded herself, holding onto that fact although he was obviously upset... very upset.
Her mind swimming with longing for Willow's helpful (and often hilarious) advice, Fyra didn't notice Flood beside her until he nudged her in a brotherly way. "Hey."
"Hi," Fyra responded, looking blankly up at the he-wolf.
Don't worry 'bout your guy's problem." Flood's kind eyes showed compassion and understanding. "I bet it'll be all over by morning."
"T-thanks." Fyra's cheeks had began to warm at the words, 'Your guy.' She looked down. "Thanks for the advice. I should go, though; Senkah ought'a know about the"--she paused--"
unwelcome guest."
"You're right," Flood said, nodding. As Fyra began to turn away, he added: "Hey, Fyra?"
"Yes?" As she turned to face him again she could see his solemn expression had morphed into one consisting of a goofy grin and sparkling auburn eyes.
"You really kicked Echo's butt back there. Mind if I use your moves sometime?"
Despite herself, Fyra giggled. "Any time."
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Meanwhile, a black and gray she-wolf darted along the forest floor, her yellow eyes blazing demonically.
"How to destroy them, I ask myself?" she mumbled as she went. "Join Darkpack, of course."
And she directed herself toward the border of the most evil pack in the taiga to do just that.