In a glass case of emotion

She looked over at the Gamma as she answered, observing her incredibly thick pelt, that was already shedding much of its winter thickness. With the temperatures no longer nearer to zero, the she-wolf with the mountain-born coat would not find comfort in the coming months. Velox smiled humorously, though was not jeering at her misfortune. There was understanding in the curve of her lips, and she didn't feel the need to say that she did. Rather, she concentrated on another thing Xi'nuata had said... something that interested her.

"Is Raheerah your mate?" she asked in polite curiousness at the inference that they shared a den. She had not yet met the wolf, but Dawa had explained to her that he was the pack's Beta and to beware of his ire; though Velox wasn't really a wolf that evoked anger in many, so she wasn't worried about this.

Since she didn't know much about the female at her side, she figured it wouldn't hurt to ask—though belatedly she wondered if she had asked if she was related to Raheerah instead, as this was also a possibility.