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Any wolf worthy of the name had an inherent sense of hierarchy. Even the youngest pups knew what it was to be at the top of the heap and what it was to be at the bottom. Saēna had been at the bottom herself for the first three months of her life, after which she'd begun to throw her weight around a little more, as well as her words. Any wolf worthy of the name understood the implications of being close to the Alphas of a pack, and so Saēna, despite knowing the pack was tense over the arrival and immediate elevation of Fox, had no reason to feel outrage. It was, after all, an instinct to accept the mate of the Alpha as the Alpha herself, even if emotions sometimes said it was wrong to elevate a newbie.

Still, though she had no compelling reason to stay away, Saēna hadn't gone out of her way to seek the new Beta female. She had seen enough change lately to last her a life time, and welcoming someone else into her family and into Peregrine's affection was something she was unwilling to do presently. She didn't have as strong an aversion to change as her brother, but the young rusted pup was overwhelmed, and knew better than to add to that.

Given that, when she found Fox during one of her wander-and-think sessions, it was entirely by accident. She hesitated just in sight of the Beta, hovering but not daring to get any closer. Some strange, almost divine gut instinct told her that Fox wasn't really approachable right now. For once, she trusted her instincts... Perhaps because Hawkeye had recently shed light on one of the weird dreams she'd had, and had given Saēna the sense that she was a little more than just a wolf.