Sequoia Coast you want to be the bad dream

A fighter. She was pretty sure that was what Dacio was (or wanted to be, anyway). Sequoia had no interest in that, but she knew it was important for the pack in case they ever needed to defend themselves from unsavory creatures who could quite possibly be wolves. Wars, however, were not something that Sequoia was familiar with, and she wondered how one would get involved in such a thing. Hearing that the ambassador also grew up near the ocean was good, but it gave Sequoia pause. She gave the stranger a suspicious look. I didn't say that Drageda was near the ocean, she pointed out, waiting for an explanation.

How would this wolf know where Drageda was? Suddenly, Sequoia remembered what her mother had said about strangers not always being friendly, and all the right alarm bells were going off right now. What if this wolf did know of Drageda and was trying to sneak in! Or worse, what if she was trying to somehow get to Sequoia and take her away from her home. That thought was even more terrifying, and she braced herself to run if it was needed. Fortunately for her, the explanation was much more benign. Assuming her former leader decided to spill the beans about who she really was.