Two Devils

Modesty didn't really have a reason to make her presence known this close to another packs borders. Preparations had begun, and hungover as she was, she wouldn't excuse herself from the tasks she had set others to, stocking the healing stores, filling the caches against the coming winter. She knew what her ideal resolution to her problem was, though perhaps she had spoken a little rashly at the leaders meeting and would soon find herself on the receiving end of her own advice. It would be just her luck at the moment, wouldn't it?

So she was here, with her saddlebags, Jael, Deluge, and Sakana near enough, but sparing her some space, for now. Modesty had already gathered a surplus of willow bark and was setting about unearthing some yellow iris rhizomes when a growl came to her ears. A brow arched, one of her caracal ears flicking in apparent disinterest. She had no shortage of enemies, to be sure, but most of them would have the sense to not give themselves away by now, surely?

"speech"