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Focused as she was on the stranger, Moorhen did not notice her leader's disapproval. If she had, she likely wouldn't have cared very much. She was doing her job, as far as she was concerned - but she wished the guppies had stayed out of sight. 

She corralled them now, bringing them to heel as best she could while they were so focused on the large shewolf their mother was speaking to. Moorhen kept half an eye on them as well, but it seemed that Coelacanth had herself handled. Still, she did not miss the slight nod, and returned it with a slightly awkward one of her own - only to give into the temptation to glance over her shoulder for someone else.