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Arbiter, of course, didn't feel as though she had as much to be threatened by when it came to the other woman.  Confidence in her abilities, proximity to her own pack, larger, and just generally being a touch on the arrogant side meant that though she observed, she would not likely be the first one to blink.  

She thought maybe there was some pack scent on her?  Maybe.  There was enough distance between them at this moment that she couldn't entirely tell.  She was not going to immediately close said distance, taking her time to stretch, scan around one more time to see if anyone else was present, and then finally spoke.  Evening.  Things would likely become more clear quickly.  So she supposed.  Names, packs, whatever.  Answers were a thing that often came quick in these lands, at least from her experience, unless someone fled the scene and that wasn't gonna be her.