Blackfeather Woods there is something rotten in the state of Denmark

the wolf that she does notice is pale, thin, and she takes him to be put ill at ease by her presence here. he's not Maegi, but she chuffs a low greeting all the same, holding him in her gaze and hoping this will stop him from sliding back between the trees, as he seems liable to do at any moment. she doubts the man is any sort of leader, but she offers her intent all the same. "I want to join Blackfeather." she shifts, uncomfortable with the swelling of her sides, and waits.