You can call me auntie

With the announcement of their impending move, Odette called for Cordonia to come down from the dens, and instructed her to gather any supplies from their temporary den they may want to bring with and to place them into the cart. Odette would have joined the feline, but her Queen had requested to speak with her afterwords, and Odette was happy to oblige. Her best guess, with the news of moving, the Queen was going to have a list of things for her to do. She imagined, quite dreadingly, most of them would include heavy lifting and lots of moving. While Odette was no shy to hard labor, and she could certainly lift her fair share, she was afraid she would not quite appear up to par with the others. Many of the wolves who gathered seemed more... rugged than she, perhaps they were all warriors, or just scary looking males. But if her queen requested it, as her handmaiden, she was sworn to do so... at least to the best of her ability. So while Queen Zee finished speaking with others, Odette would step a bit farther from the gathering, just out of ear shot from prying eyes. There she would relax back onto her haunches and watch vigilantly over the Queen, her cyan eyes never straying from her horned leader for long.