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

Doe knew she would flourish. There was too much fight in the panther for anything else to be true. Still, it did not please her to have the beloved woman in a different pack, even one so near and dear as Arturo's. "Yes," she agreed, more hesitantly this time. But her tail wagged as Arturo went on to reassure her. Perhaps he was not so bad as she's always believed.

To think, she'd imagined poisoning him!

The small woman's heart was further warmed when she was told she had visiting rights to their shared interest. The woman, endless in her vanity, had assumed nothing less, but was happy all the same to hear this being spoken aloud. "Thank you, Arturo," she said warmly, pronouncing his name carefully as if to say, See, I remember. I can play nicely, too. Perhaps it was not so kind as it would have been to say it without pause, but Doe was - often - a very vapid and unthrifty creature. Likely, Arturo already knew this.

"You and yours will always be welcome at Den Nights - and any other time, of course," Doe replied, feeling it necessary to extend the needless invitation, as Arturo himself had. She was thinking specifically of Chusi, and Kitku if the regal woman saw fit to join her admirer, but the rest would be welcome as well. Though Doe recognized that Arturo had left her pack and her control, she saw Teaghlaigh as an exstention of Skellige's reign, rather than as Arturo breaking off on his own.

It was not true, of course - the man was now an alpha in his own rite. But Doe couldn't help but see him as one of Skellige's wolves - still a comrade to her, and one she now looked on with some amount of favor.