baa baa black sheep (Celestial hunt)

Gwenevere raised her head from the scent she was investigating, sharp ears catching Mask's urgent call for the pack at the northern border. She was at the junction of their two territories, a fair ways from the call, but she was quick to follow the call to its origin in spite of that. Surprisingly she was among the first to arrive, only Justice and Domari arriving before her. Her brow knitted; it was concerning that an serious call from one of their own wolves was answered by so few. It was clearly not a raid - there were no enemy wolves there and no scent of enemies - but they could not know that. All the pack's wolves should have been answering such an urgent summons. Not even Regulus had yet to appear. "Mask, Justice, Domari," she greeted each with a nod, hiding her concerns behind a calm smile. "What is the emergency?"