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Saena followed Peregrine into Caldera territory. Even though she was accompanied by the Alpha male of the pack, nervousness dug a cold pit in her stomach. She couldn't shake the thought that Fox would materialize and tell her to beat it. She also worried about running into Finley; Saena's support to Junior's callous removal of the injured Caldera wolf from the Plateau's borders was well known among her peers. Her last interaction with the silver woman hadn't gone well, either.

Before she could convince herself further that this was a terrible idea and that she should go, her father wished her a happy birthday. It startled her right out of her thoughts. Sure, she'd known her birthday had been recent because of Junior's visit to the plateau, but it still shook her to know she was a full year old. "Thanks," she said unsteadily, then added, "it's good to be going somewhere in life." Maybe leading wasn't the goal for all wolves, but for her, it would soon become the most important step she'd ever taken.

"So, uh," Saena said as they walked, "how many are there?" Her interest in Fox's children was very limited, but still, they were family in a way and they were puppies, so feigning interest for now was a lot easier than she thought.