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Zee had been recently expanding her patrols, moving outwards from the Armada's territory to ensure that no danger lurked just outside where the pups were allowed to play. She had been on the trail of some foxes, their den somewhere in the weeping woods bordering the tall grass plains. The last thing she needed was for the bastards to cross the river when the pups were playing there, and so she'd hunt them all down and slaughter any predator that dared to make it's home nearby hers.

A new scent interrupted her hunt and Zee reluctantly abandoned the trail to investigate. Though this was not their territory to claim, she still wanted to be sure no wolf with bad intentions was lurking nearby. She came upon the woman, her light coat standing out amidst the woods. "Greetings." She called out, keeping her voice friendly. "Are you lost?" Zee hadn't noticed any loners setting up shop so close, and the closest pack was territories away.