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The slender, multicolored woman seemed surprised to see Aspen, and though she was polite the Queen wasn't hesitant to show her royal title in the highness of her tail and head, the forward cupping of her ears and her tall stance. Shee had more of a reason to be here than this stranger, so close to her borders, but luckily today the white woman felt much more relaxed than she had in the last week. Her answering tone, while laced with a sharpness that requested respect, was soft and curious. While this wasnt close enough to be too close, it was enough of a reason for the wary mother to check out.
                 "The scent of a stranger so close to my borders. Im Aspen, Queen of the Golden Glade behind me." 
The Pryor drew close enough that they could hear each other without raised voices, but it was clear she wasn't entirely sure that Digit was no danger.