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The svelte woman forged her way across the water under careful watch of the agouti Ostrega. She seemed hesitant, but he made no remark on such. His gaze flickered to Ruenna, casting her a wry smile before the rogue found ground once more, shaking the river from her pelt.

Her eyes narrowed upon him after a remark meant merely to break the ice, following with a quirked brow. His own gleaming amber eyes owlishly regarded her, not unimpressed with her sharp words but more with her lack of respect thus far upon their borders—Towhee had left them in charge, and even in the presence of the pack’s leader, the delicate beauty had shown little respect.

Ruenna seemed put off by the sudden cold presence as well, and Pippin offered a derisive snort, casting his fellow Pulsar a sideways glance. “Better scratch ‘sense of humor’ off the list,” he quipped, ensuring his voice was heard by both women.