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She was drifting, quite obviously taxed from whatever experience she'd had. Saena's explanation left a lot to be wished for, too. Damn. "Poof," She repeated, jaws tightening for a moment as she attempted to figure out what could have happened. The dark Amazon wanted to get her home as soon as possible but there were other things that Saena might need at the moment. Something in her stomach, if she didn't feel nauseous, might be able to keep her going for a little bit until they got close enough to call for the pack. "Alright. Can you stomach a small snack? Water?"

Nochtli's head swung, peering around them to make sure they were alone, hoping that perhaps this was just a crazy circumstance and not an attempt to injure their leader by another wolf. Nothing and no one was around them and she mentally cursed; she didn't even see any kind of prey. Her attention focused on the red-mottled female again, her concern still quite evident. She locked her nerves down though, intent on staying calm for her Alpha. If they both panicked, things might go downhill very, very fast.

"Just remember to stay awake," She advised evenly, slipping a poor excuse for humor into the situation. It seemed that the leaders of the Phoenix wolves had a tendency to try for humor at odd times and she recognized it as a method of coping. If that would help, she'd try it. "I sing pretty badly, so don't make me have to scare everything away to help you keep your eyes open."