The foreign scent of the bastard pack sent a rippling growl through her like no other. One encounter had been enough for a lifetime, and she was in no hurry to embark war on those being foolishly deceived by a mad woman. Moonlit Hips was a problem. More so, their subjects were becoming a nuisance. It was one thing to walk near their territory but in the midst of a feud, she was done. It had been made clear from her very mouth that if any of Malice's pack made their way to the borders, it guaranteed their death. No, this was no accident. Or had those nitwits not relayed the message to the superiors? She didn't care. It had been said, and this one would not leave whole. She cared not for the threat of a war but the fact that some suicidal creature had dared to march right up to their front steps. Goody. 

She did not try to hide the heavy footfalls induced by anger as she charged her way towards the stranger, stopping just behind the bloodied line for them to make eye contact. She had a whole pack behind her, and this was a lowly trespasser. Well, almost.. but that was no excuse. The stoic, icily cold glare that only grew harder in the face of those she didn't give a shit about remained present in her features. Her hackles raise, a tensing composure that spoke for her rank. And what was this? She had met the Gamma, a docile creature and this was no Beta or Alpha. Pathetic. A malevolent snarl played on her lips, exposing the ivory daggers that hid behind the wicked smile. "What the fuck do you want," She demand boomed how thin her patient was for crap like this. The strangers sole presence on their borderline was, frankly, out of line. She would be taking this to the Alpha, and no alliance would be met, at least she hoped not. It thrilled her to know how this stranger would be punished for ruining Moonlits chance at peace, if only the decision was up to her.

Her thoughts were confirmed as a rippling growl sounded from her with the mention of the strange alpha. Yet, the stranger seemed to not care for the hostile feelings she harboured for her Alpha. The other ones had taken high offense when Nemesis had warned them of Malice's lunacy. But there was something different about this one, something simple but immensely devious. She kinda liked it. Yet, they both acknowledged that they were rivals, enemies even, but her beef did not lie with the female but her alpha. 

The minute the stranger spoke her purpose for being that their borders, she turned to Burke, giving him a sidelong look that seemed a lot like "Can I kill her now?", though it was brief. But she refaced the female with a much different expression. Her eyes wandered hesitantly to the bundle, glancing back at Veritas then to Burke. Perhaps Venus would put it to good use, that was, if it wasn't poison of some kind. Her knowledge of herbs was very limited but she did not simply take plants from strangers. "Interesting. I doubt your Alpha female would approve of this," She hummed, though there was no hint of detest but curiosity. Did Malice even know the female was here? Probably not. A peace treaty was the last thing she expected from the deranged fae. 

"You never answered my question. What are you doing here?" She repeated, rewording the question to get what she wanted, though with a much leveled yet cunning tone. Veritas's gift seemed something of a bribe, though the true nature of her visit to the dark borders was hidden behind the formality. The interrogation was assumed up to her, or Burke would have struck by then. It also occurred to her that maybe he wasn't so in tune with what was happening although she had informed him of all that was necessary. And she was out of the loop with what has happening on Malice's side. Had she known that the female wanted peace, she would have taken it into consideration but the thought did not cross her mind whatsoever. 

Her eyebrow raised when one of Malice's own pack members confirmed exactly what she already knew. It said a lot, that one of their own would say that in the face of an emerging enemy, although the truth was by far more efficient on their part. But there was no fault in checking out the neighboors, as she had. Veritas seemed quite intuitive, unlike the other ones she had met, who quite frankly seemed a little ditsy. Oh well, to each their own. At least she tried not to judge. But Veritas had a way of giving them the recognition they deserved, not trying to up her own game to fit their own badass level. It was something she could reason with, tolerate even, unlike many who made up crap and pushed off appearances who simply made themselves look foolish.

"Well isn't that chivalrous," She commented, her eyes not wavering from the females. She believed her, internally but she did not let it on. Yet, Veritas was too right on many occasions. Maybe they could just kidnap her and induce a healthy dose of stockholm syndrome and a little bit of dark brotherhood material to the mix. For once she actually found herself liking a complete stranger. "And quite smart for a Moonlit wolf," But she did not think Veritas would take insult to her sly compliment that was quite contradicting. "But why go out of your way, if as you say, they are rude and becoming?" She questioned, her brow speculating the motive behind the motive. "Perhaps you are curious to how we work, and if we are such a worthy opponent to your leadership," It was the way she worked, twisting words to fit her idea, only for them to reveal the real truth, even if it was exactly what she had claimed before.

She did not wait to make her exit after Burke dismissed the female. Whatever Veritas had planned would not work with them, so she did not waste any more time listening while it was apparent everyone was getting a little impatient. She turned to walk off, signalling she was done yet waited in the shadows to watch as Veritas walked off on her own. Burke would know this, as she was only a few feet away yet hidden behind the bramble and darkness of the forest. She would not simply turn her back on a possible intruder, and certainly not one that came from Malice's grounds. They were all feisty, and could easily slip through their grasp if not handled right. And they couldn't have that. 

After this, she would make quick work of running the borers, in case another had slipped in while they were occupied. While the Moonlit wolves probably didn't have the intellectual capacity to devise such a plan, she wouldn't take the chance. After All. it had been a little while since she had last monitored the territory, which was a dutiful hobby she was not about to give up.