Emberwood i was born with a knife in one hand and a wound in the other

The cream was surprised by the dark wolf's welcoming invitation - to invite Asterr if she was already a friend, yes, but it was extended to the Italian as well. Was it authentic? Last time she had been in neutral territory and even that had been threatening enough, but perhaps Asterr's scent carried more weight than she realized. Golden eyes very briefly flicked over Heda's face but the leader wore no hint of sarcasm or mirth, only stiff formality accompanied by a small smile.

Of course, Menta then replied, memorizing this part of message to give to her leader as well while Heda turned to leave. It was time she made the rest of her journey home and rested up herself, and undoubtedly Heda felt the need to have her own home tended to.