Hideaway Strath I remember hating this

She hadn't been following Kynareth; she'd been following the scent of the stranger that had drifted by on the wind. She had chased a rabbit and then quickly lost a rabbit near the borders. When she turned to head back into the territory, grumpy and hungry, the unfamiliar scent had her promptly switching her direction.

She had been less than enthused to find the stranger's scent mixed with Nyra's the closer she got to the opening of their territory. She continued forward, though; the other woman's presence wouldn't keep her from doing what needed to be done. 

When she arrived she was surprised and pleased to see that Ky was there as well. She trotted forward and brushed against him in greeting as she liked to do. She nodded curtly at Nyra and then let her stoney gaze fall on the stranger. She assumed she had already been asked her reason for being so close to their borders, so she fixed her with an expectant look as she waited to hear her answer.