She was on the trail. She had just picked it up and it seemed to be fresh. She had not encountered this scent in these lands before, which have been rather well covered up by now. Flare had spent much time rubbing her scent around, ensuring that previous wolf scent's that were not accepted were obliterated. It was a natural drive to warn others of exactly who was here- and she had to feel secure with her young flesh roaming in such an open area.

Thus, when her nose catches aflame with a strange scent, she gives no hesitation to follow it. Her nose lowers in the long grasses, singling out one piece of fur that got left behind off the pup's body. It smelled of youth, and her lava pools grew wide. Her feminine form lopes forward suddenly towards where the scent was going, inward in the pack land.

It only takes a few moments to see the youth, who had just made the mistake of encountering the black woman. The woman of white hot flames pauses as she watches, for if the black woman takes the pup as her own then Flare would not intercept. However, the dark woman flings the pup from her, and gives warning with a growl that their immediate presence was not welcome.

This is when Flare makes her move. She approaches with a laid-back trot. She does not look directly at the dark woman, but she does keep her lava pools peeled if the dark woman does not appreciate her approach. She is careful, but still forceful as she lowers her muzzle down to the child. She sniffs the child, taking in the scent and confirming it was the scent she was following this whole time. Her tongue dangles from her mouth lazily as she allows her tail to do a few slow wags. She reaches down to lick the face of the pup and gently nudging the pup to determine strength and health. She will not tolerate a sickly or weakened pup, but a one that has sturdy legs and an active body? That is a pup she will gladly take back to get den.

She briefly looks to the dark woman again, ensuring there is no threat from her as she assess the pup. She knows that she is leader, and the dark woman does not want the youth to be disturbing her sleep. She knows not if the dark woman would turn on the pup if Flare demanded the pup stay, and her mind does consider this fact, but it would be a hurdle she would cross if the situation arises. Her own flesh was already tolerated in the rolling plains. She was not burdened with hunger, and instinct told her to take pups of health back to her den. It was only a matter of the pup passing the test.