Meow Meow

Smug.

That's what was the foremost, clearly written emotion that had settled over Cascade as she led the quiescent, strangely marked female back to Imperium. She strutted along, smug as anything. Occasionally she'd throw a glance over her shoulder to be certain the younger female was still following, though she was unconcerned by how closely - or how far - she followed. And if she disappeared, well, Cascade knew her face and her scent, and she'd already claimed her for Imperium so if the bitch chose to run Cascade would find her and drag her back. "Not far now!" she sang in the girl's general direction. And they weren't - a few more moments brought them to the border. Tingling, practically bouncing in anticipation, Cascade paused to call for Valen, then glanced around for the girl.