Phoenix Maplewood Invasion

Vega had been patrolling the opposite end of the borders -- an attempt to prove her worth to Saena, who had so graciously taken her in. She had yet to meet her fellow pack mates, but it was of intrigue to her when she came upon a new scent seemingly each day.. the small humble family Saena had spoken about was seemingly growing, and the ebony she-wolf was uncertain of hot to feel of such.

Uneventful, aside from marking, the female made her way through the length of the territory, an ear flicking idly to the sound of sweeping leaves as an autumn breeze blew past.

That was when the swarthy she-wolf heard the commotion -- and then, within a millisecond after her brain registered it, the scent of an unfamiliar wolf. She leapt to attention, and racing to the sounds, came upon the scuffle.

She only recognized Saena -- and later would notice Scarlett with trepidation. Leaping in to the fray, Vega swerved along the outside, a snarl issuing past her lips as she made to keep around the outside of her pack mates, in case the foolish red wolf tried to dart away. There were four adults upon her now -- death would almost be inevitable.  And if she did try to escape, Vega's snapping jaws would certainly come her way as she prowled -- not pushing her way further in to avoid the confusion that would surely stem from it.