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Haven smiled happily. So this was the Scarlett she'd been told of. She was curious to meet her. No you wouldn't know me, but I met a friend of yours who was looking for you. His name was Cicero. That's when she first heard the coyote pup's howls.

Haven watched as the pup shrunk away, she was obviously very scared. She had every right to be, two full grown wolves could easily kill her, especially while she was injured. Scarlett whispered something about a cat, Haven has never dealt with one herself but she had heard of them before. From the coyote pup's next words, she could tell that whatever a cat was, it must've been a predator. Maybe they were in danger. You're ok you're ok now, we're here to help you. Haven bent down, talking sweetly to the terrified animal.

The white and grey female turned to the red eyed wolf behind her. Her face held worry and confusion. What do we do? She whispered, inaudibly to the coyote pup so only Scarlett could hear. She didn't want the she-pup thinking she might still be in danger but if in fact there was a cat, she might just be.