Cuirass had been vigilant and careful with those he brought home. This pleased Sekhmet, after all, he was a valuable asset to the pack. Still, she was curious about the woman he had brought around though I suppose he knew it was on his hide should anything…arise from such a bold gesture. However, Sekhmet felt it was time to pay the woman a visit to see if there were any more surprises for her. After all, packs she felt if she needed information on packs' details she knew several of her dark beasts would likely be of aid when it came to procuring knowledge. Even with her size she still made an effort to make her rounds and she eyed the places the male had kept lurking and after figuring out what was his own den and that of the ‘guest’ that he kept. His scent lingered a little more there than around where other captives were kept.
Approaching the suspect den slowly the stale scent of blood lingered ever so lightly. Sekhmet’s lips parted, barring her teeth giving a low growl as a greeting. Despite her demeanor her and posture she wasn’t looking to outright attack the strange female she was greeting with an exaggerated threat. She wouldn’t tolerate snapping teeth or lashing out and this was the easiest way for the woman of few words to express the fact she wanted seriousness and she was curious as to the female who burrowed here. Leaving room for the woman to move out of the den Sekhmet left her throat tucked and muscles tense. She might be caring a large brood but that didn't mean she didn't take her job or their future seriously, and when it came to strangers there was no room for her to make a mistake.