Cuirass had been more than helpful to her and the pack, in truth she cherished him dearly. A true…friend. Ah, and what a strange concept it was for her. Neither hers and yet her own all the same. Still, something seemed wrong and while she had not seen his mate around the scent lingered somewhere. Perhaps there was a spat or she was unwell, however, if the latter where truth perhaps he would seek her out for aid though perhaps now. For now, Sekhmet felt it was only proper to gift him some way and the wolf she was heading the woman towards Asteraia was not a wolf for consumption but for his companionship. The woman was beautiful even to Sekhmet’s eyes. Gold, grey, and a creamy off-white. The woman smelt of something more though she smelt of family and seeing as how she did not hate all who may have shared her blood she was cautious with her over-aggressive actions.
After all the girl smelt of the sea and there was no reason to start a war with the pack by the ocean despite her interest in the home she use to share there, maybe she would pay a more formal visit soon however as they moved over the boarders she only issued a glance to the woman then to the ground as if to say speak. Her howl echoed calling for her dear adviser before turning back to Inara. Though Inara’s ears were drawn back Sekhmet circled her slowly offering a soft growl and then a flash of teeth as she pressed into the girl's coat almost mystified the itch to learn who she was only growing with the faint scent of familiarity.