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She smiled again as Osiris assured her he would not forget her advice, and that Charles' place in the Glen would indeed be cut short if he didn't fall into line. She didn't think to tell him of how he could help Charles better himself, for she believed wolves should instinctively know how to act around their superiors. Or, if they didn't, were corrected when they were young like she and her sisters had been. No, those who were still defiant upon reaching a year of age had to have something...wrong with them.

"If you're anything like your mother, you shouldn't have any issue commanding that respect," she said with a cant of her head towards her nephew, grinning. Despite his age, he had already shown her how much like Hydra he was, with the added benefit of Dirge's charm.

Her nose then wiggled as they passed by a strongly-scented rock, and she nodded towards it. "The borders seem strong, so far."