Desdemona was one of those beings on a daily routine, as she made her way around the edges for a complete circle. Though scents were often found near the outside, they were often stale and simple wanderers being too close. She paid no mind, until a more fresh scent arrived, causing the woman to be more alert on what was around.

Arriving from the inner sanctions of Moonspear, the spider showed herself to the other, and looked stoicly toward her, "Do you need something from Moonspear?" She questioned, as they seemed to be waiting. She noted the other was on the outside and didn't seem to have intentions moving inward, so she remained neutral and asked the stranger.

"I see." Desdemona nodded in understanding, knowing who Opalia was. However while they regarded each other as friends, she still remained in alert, never knowing what was a ruse. As only one shared that they were friends- but since she didn't seem to have a desire to cross the territory, it gave the spider an ease, but remained on guard.

"I am Desdemona, what would you like to know in particular?" She had been in Moonspear for quite some time, but even then her knowledge was limited depending on what the other would like to know. She was willing to provide answers though.

"The leader is Hydra and her mate Dirge, whom are both very powerful wolves. Hydra is akin to a warlord, but not a crazed one with bloodlust. She is the Queen." Desdemona said with respect as she spoke of the leaders. She thought they should be feared, but with respect. She knew Hydra was definitely one who strived for power, but she did not play stupidly as one. She stragetized.

"Most are from the Ostrega family, they are very close to their kin. However I am not an Ostrega, but they will still accept those outside their lineage." She wasn't too sure of bloodlines a lot, as the spider found her's to be rather.. Unpleasant, so she could not understand too well of their pride. They proudly display their family name with honor, and cherish it closely.

"Moonspear has been a long-standing Pack, at the moment we have quite a large band, especially so with the previous season of births." She almost thought to give the amount they have; 22 wolves, but Desdemona reeled back in simply stating they are quite large. The other was hungry for knowledge, and a lot of what she knew were basics that didn't mean much to give away. She simply had to be careful, to what should be said, and what not to.

"They are allied with Easthollow, Yuelong, Nightwalkers and Sagtannet, as far as enemies, there are very few in particular." Desdemona knew Hydra held grudges against perticular wolves, remember her hunting down one.. Which led the soul into the jaws of a cougar, and as well as a previous search the spider had done for another. However groups in general, she knew not.

"Where are you from miss?"

"I am unfamiliar to most families and packs of the wild." Desdemona admitted to her limited knowledge, as when she first arrived, injured and weak, she came to Morningside. However they had disbanded, her loyalties remained, and waited months.. And months for them, never to come. Eventually she left, with haunted shadows to chase, only to return, and end up meeting someone familiar; Hydra. Now, her loyalty is pledged to Moonspear.

"You are welcome, but I do not have any," most of it was an enigma to the spider regardless, as all the names were unfamiliar. Some sounded familiar, but she couldn't put a paw on what it was, "I do believe I should head back, do you want me to pass anything to Opalia?" As originally the girl came to meet the other wolf, she wouldn't mind passing a message to the other.

"Safe travels, Sugar Glider." Desdemona dipped her head to bid the other well, before turning back to the mountains. She learned a bit more about the wilds today, knowing there was more families then that of the Ostregas. It was interesting, and drove her a bit curious. Nontheless, she would make sure to pass onto @Opalia that the Frosthawk had came to say hello.