Matianak had been poking her nose into places it didn't really belong. He wasn't going to stop her though - not directly at least. Cuirass wasn't some weakling anyway so he doubted the man needed any extra help on getting out of the situation, but it definitely made Kweku a little suspicious. Why did she want Cuirass anyway? He talked a lot, sure, and had an attitude (one Kweku liked but an attitude nonetheless) but Kweku didn't really see any reason for a pack wolf to steal him from Asteraia. It was risky, that was for sure. Kweku couldn't help but think it was just a test, just a way for her to tease the Pharaoh from behind a different border. In any case, he knew it had worked to some degree. The Pharaoh had all the signs of agitation and the weather seemed to respond to her in kind; he could feel the static in the air, hear the thunder in the distance. But most importantly, he could smell her nearby. Like a moth to a flame, he found himself moving after Sekhmet's scent even if it meant he might receive some discipline for having been the one to even make Matianak look at Asteraia in the first place.
It was quite an effort to catch up with her. Kweku had never been impressively fast or graceful, more a bear than any cat or fox, and his chest heaved as he moved across the plains after Sekhmet. His paws hit her pawprints in turn, closing in slowly but surely, ever curious as to what had suddenly caught her attention. He released a deep baritone howl from behind her, a haunting kind of sound as he barrelled across the field of autumn-gold grass. He felt the first hints of rain in his fur, a drop or two of water lashing at his ears as they folded back against his head. It didn't surprise him that she liked the challenge of hunting such swift prey in such volatile weather - whatever she'd found, he'd help take down.
So he moved in an arc away from her so that he might be useful: if she forced the prey to turn left, he'd be better able to intercept. Of course, he'd never allow himself to be the one to take it down but he did make for a good distraction. He'd just do his best to make her prey slow down and panic more, its fear and uncertainty surely improving the taste for their Pharaoh. And really, it was the least he could do for having been the one to introduce Matianak to Asteraia's treasures.