Stone Circle alleyways and pay phone calls

The female looked quite suddenly mortified, flattening her ear and lowering her head. Poppy wondered idly where the other had gone, but decided that surely an ear would not go missing without a dark story to explain why, and probing was rude. At the woman's reassurance, she canted her head again. "Valette said I might be eaten." She said, confused. She didn't quite completely believe the alpha; but the news made her wary all the same. She'd never been one to succumb to outright panic, though. 

The woman had a son, news she received with interest. She rather liked pups, she'd found, after her meeting with Clary. Steph was odd, and she was fairly sure the girl didn't think much of her, and she hadn't seen hide nor hair of the girl since the borders. ears perked, she received the compliment with a grin. "very." It was an attribute she was proud off, what made her the best out of her siblings at herding. Of course, here there was little to herd, and thus she made do with hunting. "how old is Cyron? I don't think I've seen him" Quietly, she hoped he'd be young, like Clary.