The golden temptress had been resting when the howl reached her ears. Flattening at first for being disturbed, she realized that her Queen was the one summoning her. They perked intently as she rose from the warm den floor, shook all over, and proceeded to leave her home. Ecaterina was wrapped up with Freya, learning about herbs or something like that. Maija knew her youngest daughter was intelligent, so learning as much as she could now would benefit her young mind. With the warm thought of her daughter bonding with her older siblings, Maija proceeded to walk through the Moor to reach the silver woman.
She appeared to find Cat with the white wolf formerly known as a slave standing next to her. Cold, leaf-green eyes glared at the lower-leveled wolf before turning their gaze upon Cat's coral pools. "You called, dear Cataleya?" she asked. Her tone was indifferent, but she made it to where Cat would be the only one to understand her hidden curiosity. Her nose twitched slightly, taking in the unfamiliar scent that surrounded both women. What else was present?
