Blacktail Deer Plateau PACKTIVITY — Then the quiet explosion

Quiet Saēna followed closely in Junior's steps, thinking carefully about how she would behave around Peregrine's buddies. Her adoptive father had pulled her, along with the other cubs, aside to explain it. Intelligence aside, she hadn't grasped the gravity of what he was telling them, so aside from a brief moment of uncertainty, she had forgotten all about it.

She was reminded of it as they walked, however, and knew she would be expected to be polite no matter what. It was easy enough, yet still she was nervous. Junior rushed ahead, coaxing Saēna to pick up her own pace. For whatever reason, the bullied child wouldn't allow the dark Warrior-in-training out of her sight lately... Probably because of some secret, hidden blame she placed on herself for Junior's last disappearance.

She arrived to find Blue Willow, Dante, and some weirdo red wolf that stuck out like wildfire among the dark-furred Plateau wolves. Her eyes fixed on the newcomer for a while, scrutinizing, before she turned them to her fake dad. She didn't rush forward like Junior did, being shy of the strange Fox and still nervous about Blue Willow (whom she still hadn't made up with). Instead, she sidled a little closer to Dante. She hardly knew him, yet he was a familiar face, and not one that had reprimanded her like the Alpha female had once.