Morningside Cuesta it's so romantic on the borderline tonight

Grayday hadn't left her in charge, per se - but he hadn't left anyone in charge, and without Sylvas there, the huntress thought that someone ought to fill the void that had opened up at her brother's right hand. It seemed odd to her that Khoe did not help him lead, but she wasn't going to complain. As much as their relationship had been patched up, Sunspot didn't like the idea of being beneath the tiny half-wolf - perish the thought!

So Sunspot patrolled, and did her best to be seen doing so by all the adults, at least. She wasn't sure they'd noticed what she was doing, but that could come later. Besides, there were more important things to worry about than status - like that stranger danger smell wafting toward her from the west. Hackles rising, she made her way quickly toward the source of the scent, a stony expression frozen on her face.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?" she demanded, her voice ringing out as she caught sight of the small, cobalt shewolf. Her nose twitched more insistently as she drew near, coming to stand only a dozen feet from the smaller wolf. Sunspot could smell her brother's faint trace upon the stranger.