Phoenix Maplewood You were my courage, my sword and shield

Saena murmured a response to the coyote's quip -- one that had made Vega bristle slightly. Her gaze would fall to her Alpha's mouth as Saena was about to ask her a question, but the arrival of another interrupted such a thing. Vega's gaze crept to the other she-wolf, one she recognized from the day the intruder had come to the borders, but also one she did not know otherwise. About to reassure her pack mate that nothing seemed to be wrong, Vega's own response was quickly clipped shut when the coyote cub bolted.
 
Vega blinked, and Saena was quick to action. Spouting off something about secrets of the pack, Vega's own eyes widened as she made to catch up to the Alpha -- her own paws thrumming against the autumn foliage as she made to dart through the trees. She could not follow the little scamp, and as Saena veered off another path, Vega did so on the opposite side, hoping they could at least corner the coyote in should it try to steer directions.