Blackfeather Woods [mandatory pack meeting] awaiting a word

Admittedly it was a bit of a tight fit to have Sobek wiggled his frame under her lithe form. However she did not usher the boy away, she was fit to guard his frame and hopefully usher away any fears. A gentle touch to his crown to assure him he was welcomed and safe.

Her gaze swept to look to the growing group before the leaders, some faces were absent. Most notably for her was Amun. He had seemed so keen fit in and belong, to make a home among the woods. Where had he gone? As much as she desired to dwell on it there were other matters more pressing. Tall ears pushing forward atop her skull to listen keenly to Nona. As with most large conversations that are cram-packed with information, she gets lost every now and then. But she is not completely dull. As Morta she knows the ongoing of the woods and the tragedies that have gripped them.

There is news of unsavory neighbors though and she inwardly scolds herself for not being on the ball a bit more. She had found herself a new task though with this news. Then the children are addressed until finally the ball is rolled into her court. But one of their Fledgling members spoke words that caused a deep furrow to dig into the woman's face. She need not exchange a look with the boy under her (although she did gaze upon him as he scrambled out to his mother) to know it would certainly need addressing.

With adult. She rumbled as her gaze fell upon the boy who had spoke up. There was no room for argument in her tone but should anyone try she would be quick to harden her stance on the matter. If their neighbors were not to be trusted, she would not have children trying to patrol unsupervised.

Rumbles...go far. She shared with an apologetic glance towards Maegi for the Morta's lack of fluent speech. Be safe. Watch. Listen.