Ravensblood Forest in a battle, that's all you get

Though his borders smelled only of his family, one that was not of his own lurked in the shadows nearby. Doe had followed the scents of her lover and her former packmate to the borders that Arturo now admired, and had long watched them in silent contemplation. When Arturo appeared - and now, she remembered to call him by that name, and not the other - Doe watched for another moment longer before slipping out of the shadows and revealing herself to the dark coywolf.

For a long moment, she simply gazed around, still taking in the pack-scents that had sprung up in the forest. Doe had only briefly been to this part of the coast - once before, with her Shadow - but she was sorry to see it claimed. There would be a treasure trove of herbs in there, if she could ever keep her memories long enough to search for them. Perhaps now, with Furiosa in place...

But it was a useless thought. She could get herbs elsewhere, and this pack was nothing to be concerned about. She disliked Arturo even less now that he'd left her vicinity, and she only hoped he would treat both Szymon's foundling and her own dear lover with the esteem they deserved.

"Hail," she said haughtily - though she thought herself no better than the other, irritation made her less willing to be friendly. She was discovering that pregnancy irritated her like nothing else.