Firefly Glen you're awfully quiet

Some time before Wraen's reunion with Hydra, the Sovereign was scouting in her former hunting grounds. A year ago they had been under ownership dispute and diligent hunter had no illusions that, if she happened to run into anyone from Moonpsear now, there would be problems. The difference being that her pack was not in a direct competition with the mountain dwellers and it was possible that she would get away with her hide intact.

Maybe. And because of this unclarity, while Wraen followed the scent trails of small game, she kept an eye and ear open for any unwelcome company. The person she did run into, however, did not belong to Ostregas and for a moment she mistook the bright red coat for that of her cousin Indra. Upon closer look it became clear that this was an entirely different wolf and, feeling a bit of comradeship to the fellow traveller, she approached with friendly intentions.

"Good day, to the fellow wanderer," Wraen greeted her.