Sekhmet had chosen to venture out. She admired Cuirass’ devotion and she knew he as well as Kweku would mind the pack for a day or so in her absence. There was a necessity to attend to, not even the white and red male came to mind this hunt. Another presence called to her. The fem ventured much farther than she had as of late outside of hunting. Still, the scent that drifted on the wind drew her closer. There had been an array of scents some old and perhaps a little fresher than others. Two scents, however, she knew too well. Her son, Kaliban had been this way. It was abnormal, to say the least as he tended to stay closer to home but it was the sent of Thorne with him that made her fangs bare in a silent snarl. Thorne was once an ally but more so could it have been due to the fact they where two dominant forces who saw it better to be walls against one another than fight it out? Perhaps, they had both had goals after all and it never truly impeded her own so it worked out then but now, he was a coward to abandon his goals. Thorne was little more than a stranger. She even speculated a relative of his lingered in Asteraia but these questions could be pondered later as she pressed on.
Her paws carried her to the riverside where the scents where strongest. Despite her normal commanding posture, she stalked in these moments eager to sink her teeth into someone's flesh. The only thing that kept her restrained was the fact she wasn’t looking preparing for one advisory but several. The male she once chased from her pack came to mind. The familiarity in sent had intrigued her but it wouldn’t be enough to stay her teeth. Apart of her wanted his blood on his tongue again. Still, she had to remember her current affairs and the fact that she aimed to be home before the sun had settled. She was eager to know if she were correct and almost just as eager to return and discuss it with her trusted and chosen. After everything Sekhmet knew Cuirass held no favor for Thorne and though he was a strong wolf and much of an assassin, a part of her knew it was on her paws to defend and protect her family, her lands, and her pack.