Firefly Glen too far gone

It dawned on her- it was breeding season. While remaining stone-faced, she blinked at Serem's words, completely letting that be forgotten. Though Desdemona was not one to be around the main camp too much, her daily duty was to travel around and serve, then to stay afloat within the inner sanctions of Moonspear. She preferred the outer parts, patrolling to avoid situations such as this, a wolf who came too closely. Close enough where the territory did not count as their own, but some place far too close to her liking.

"You walked that far to avoid them?" She couldn't help but hold some sort of doubt, as that was simply her nature to those not within the circle of her pack. The other took a seat, but she remained standing, watching Serem.