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She followed Damien, as loyal as ever. She trusted him, she hoped he'd trust her too.
The woman nodded, wondering herself if anyone would be holed up inside. She doubted it, they would've come out by now, right? She knew Maegi used to sleep in the cave. If she had to pick anywhere in the woods for her to be, it'd be in this cave.

She slipped in, silent and careful. Her eyes adjusted to the even darker lighting, scanning for danger. She inhaled deeply, scenting only stale scents that lingered like morning dew. Empty. She stepped in further, ensuring that she was correct. Passing over the space methodically for anything that could be considered a danger, almost holding her breath.
Half of her mind told her that Damien could easily slaughter her here. The other half told her he needed her. She was right, it might give sway to Maegi staying with the Melonii -- probably not. The pale wolfess probably hated her. 
Not that she lingered on the thought.
"It's safe,"  she called out, exiting the den.