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A raven's cry reached her ears, causing her to stir from her slumber. Natalya raised her head before her body followed and Poe landed gently on her shoulder the moment she was on her feet. "Trespasser," he told her. Natalya sighed. This hadn't been much of a problem for them since the move, but suddenly they seemed to be finding more and more uninvited guests on their lands. She wondered what this one wanted as she made her way swiftly to the strip. Of course, she would find the stranger accompanied when she arrived.

Pantheon's relationships with Arcanum was still undetermined, and Natalya wasn't sure that their "friendship" was enough for Cataleya to be on her lands unannounced. She followed the two scents until she found herself a few yards away from them and barked. Her voice was stern, and her tail and head were high. "Cataleya," she said with a nod, before turning her head in the direction of the unfamiliar scented wolf. "Do you realize you're on pack lands, wolf? State your reason for being here." She would question the other queen later, away from the eyes and ears of this one she did not know.