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Saena seemed confused by her answer – imparting to Vega that the she-wolf before her likely hadn’t traveled as much as the swarthy female had. IN truth, her traveling was becoming old quite fast. Her shoulders lifted in a small shrug. “My previous pack – but perhaps I’m just sensitive,” she offered lightly, though it would have been a lie to say she had not felt like her hope of finding a home with them had been dashed by the display of two of their males.. and a rather panicked and ornery Beta female.
 
Vega had actually liked Scarlett, though. She was perhaps a bit too chipper for her taste – but kindness was certainly not overrated.
 
“But it is the reason I’m traveling once more,” she added as an afterthought. She was weary of sharing information to strangers – it was far time she found a place to call home.. whether another pack fully accepted her and trusted her, or she created her own.