Redhawk Caldera Access Denied

Somnia let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. The topic of the conversation changed to pups. But, just as quickly as it had switched to a safe topic, it switched back to a dangerous one. New recruits?! She had detected the scent of one newcomer, who luckily was a female. What if the other one(s) were male? While her new trust problems affected everyone she wasn't close to, they were stronger towards members of the opposite gender.

Before Somnia's thoughts could progress too far along that road, (even though there was actually only one new recruit,) there was yet another topic switch. "Raissa?" Somnia questioned. She could only match a scent to the name, not a face, nor any other pack-mates to her for that matter. They had never met, yet she could only imagine that the one scent of an unknown pack-mate that faded around the same time as Fitz's was hers. She couldn't have stayed too long if Somnia hadn't met her, yet she had quickly figured out she wanted to whisk Fitz away from them? Her sense of nationalism for the pack took a hit.