Sawtooth Spire cold, cold man.

Skipping Connie.

The newcomer snapped at Praimfaya and made her frustration known in one fluid breath, then moved to intercept the red girl with the same vigor, expressing her displeasure with Connie's attitude with a corrective measure. Stryx was not the girl's mother; it startled her to see such a display but she would not intervene there. Best someone teach the child manners, she reasoned.

Stryx answered her then, not batting an eye to the reactive display against the child aside from a flick of her ear. She could not smell blood so it wasn't like Connie was physically hurt after the reprimand.

My name is Stryx. I am a travelling physician. Saved your girl here a few weeks ago as she explained, but I am here now by accident. Didn't know there was a pack here until today. The kid is someone I found wandering in cougar territory and we have been together since. Stryx motioned with her shoulder towards Connie when mentioned, then carried on. I was hoping she belonged nearby but clearly that's wrong. It is not my intention to cause a fuss here, and I apologize for any upset.

The last thing she wanted was a set of teeth grabbing at her, or Praimfaya to be in trouble for merely playing catchup with her.