Never Interrupt Your Enemy When They Are Making A Mistake

Mae didn't have the slightest clue on what hour it was that the call and the ravens cawed out notifing everyone of Widow wanting everyone to gather around. Things have become quiet in a sense. She rolled, her eyes slowly rising awake, a deep yawn not feeling that of Reaper leaving her side and his spot was cool, so was possibly out hunting? Things have changed and honestly it troubled Mae, she didn't know where she stood within the pack now. A quick shake riding the thoughts that came to mind, ears flicked back and then forward facing. Giving the one bird a look to go allow the others that Widow had wanted their presences.

Her eyes turned towards the skies hearing Molochs wings take flight and following the scent of Reaper. Mae had arrived shortly after he had, a soft nudge of her skull against his shoulder then looking towards Widow with a respect. "My Queen." Although Widow looked tired Mae wouldn't dare bring that up. But instead her voice slips forth. "Something is bothering you." Mae was alert and always on the watch, sitting down as a paw lifted to run over Moloch's wings tenderly. Although the woman was tired she would wait for the others unless set out with a task.

"Mae and Reaper"