Aila continued running for another two hours. She occasionally heard the other werewolf, but it didn't come near her or interfere. It could probably tell she was injured, and a hurt wolf feeling threatened would lash out. It didn't know how strong she was, but it most likely had an idea after the night of her continuous running whilst injured.
The type two rogues weren't something to worry about compared to the vicious type one that attacked the pack. They were still to be avoided as there was a reason; they were rogues. But Aila knew after her weeks of training and sparred with her mate, one of the strongest wolves out there, that she had no problem taking on anyone.
