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IF it had been anyone else that the dark fae had come across she probably would have been perfectly fine in just speaking on regular terms.. but Firefly was a council member and she wasn't exactly the friendliest form in the pack either. She didn't like finding strangers idling along their borders, even if they did have reasons, as this woman seemed to think she had. The Acer bared her fangs slightly as she demanded. "Why didn't you just announce you were here.." she said plainly, "Only an idiot would sit in the snow for hours.." she wasn't for certain how long the dark lady had been there but by how strong her scent was she hadn't just arrived. She was glad that those few who seemed to want to seek her out from time to time were smart enough to go looking for her along the borders or atleast call out, she'd have wrung them a good one if she'd found them sitting like ducks for the kill like she had this female.

Frankly Firefly could care less for the woman who had imposed upon the packlands except for that one little bit, she'd chosen to sit inside their lands instead of outside the border. Like having a friend within the pack granted her that much access to the lands. The coppery gold woman knew these weren't really her packlands, that all in all she might be a member that Cercelee looked to to help maintain the pack but her words had no say in how things panned out in the final call. Right now though Firefly was the only wolf in sight and she was itching to give the bitch an earful for sitting there like a lump of coal.

It seemed that the woman was able to speak and soon enough she was speaking before Firefly, her manner giving to that of a submissive lower ranked wolf. Firefly's heckles lowered slightly at the show but she still kept her emerald eyes sharp on the lady as she spoke, the irish tenor coming out as she nodded slightly to the fae. "Firefly, and you'd assume right that I belong to this pack." she said, thinking to herself that the woman before her did not and wondering just what she was wanting as she caught the woman's sight drift to the pouch where her young children were.

Shifting her weight and her frame to where the pouch was in shadows again and moved a little out of sight she asked. "Is there anytihng I can help you with.." The words were dry, she didn't want to share what she was holding in the pouch with this stranger, the rest of the pack had barely known of their existance and she wasn't exactly one to howl to the rest of the packs of their news. She'd rather leave the children of Haku Soul out of the mainstream. Her mate wasn't exactly loved by the masses, and though his children were innocent she doubted that would be the first thing one another's mind upon finding out the father.


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