Hideaway Strath The only thing that's on my mind

Arlette was about to head his way when she felt a tug at her scruff, something that brought her back to when she was a pup and was scolded. His snap didn't hurt, it just startled her. She was submissive by nature and was quick to lower herself and look up at him. His words were firm, strict even, as he hovered over her. She nodded quickly that she understood and wouldn't go see him.

She didn't really see it as something bad. It was something she hadn't realized, but did now. In her mind the former Overseer trusted Kynareth completely, but with Derg's reaction it was clear to her that he didn't, not around her and how she scented right now. Arlette sat up and licked his muzzle. "What are we going to do now? What if he disapproves, Derg?," she asked. "Are you that willing to take that risk?," she asked, not sure if she was okay with it. If it was a no and defy an order like that, again.