There was no comfort in watching the stranger back away. Her tension only increased when Percy reemerged, her words a far cry from the small delicate language her mother and father and striven to keep away from their protege's ears. What caught her attention in particular was the mention of Askan's name. Arching an eyebrow, the pepper-and-salt pelted woman remained silent, content to pester the young man about this matter later.  For now she remained firm in her stance, watching the other and waiting for him to leave. Jessie thought she had made it more than clear that he wasn't welcome there. His parting words, however, came through to her loud and clear. She did not interpret them so much as a threat but as a warning. If the man wanted to do anything violent towards her daughter or cause their family any ill-content he would have had the opportunity to do so before she arrived. None the less, the gray woman did not turn towards her daughter until she felt the stranger was a distance that was comfortable enough away for her.

Wide, worried eyes looked down upon her daughter. While she tried to keep too much of her anger from seeping into her actions, she could say no such thing for her words. ”Percy, that could have been very bad. And you do not use the word 'fucking' around here, do you hear me?” Emerald eyes blinked down at her small daughter, quite the spitfire. She had no doubt that it would be difficult for her and her mate to deal with their child, especially given her wild personality, but Jessie wouldn't change it for anything. Truly, it warmed her heart that Percy would be able to stick up for herself...but only when she as a little older. The former Scout proceeded, ”It is dangerous to talk to others that you don't know right now, Phoenix. Strangers could hurt you, or take you away from Mommy and Daddy, do you want that?” She peered down at their miracle, hoping that she understood the importance of their future and why it was so important for her to remain hidden for the time being.

It seemed as though her child had found a friend in the stranger but that simply would not do, not until she was a little older. Jessie was glad she did not have to force her daughter to remain with her. After she began her harsh rampage over how bad the situation could have gotten she held Phoenix's full attention. Emerald eyes filled with passion and love as she spoke, trying to make it clear that she was only doing this because she cared. The gray woman knew that Percy was still young and it frustrated the mother at times, that she could not get her point across in an articulate manner. She chewed on her cheek when she was done, staring down at her daughter, heart pounding anxiously in her chest. All she wanted was to ensure the safety of the little furball in front of her. Huffing softly at the child's words, Jessie continued, ”That is not his name, dear. Those are bad words.” Blinking down at the dark body, she tilted her head, hoping that made more sense. She doubted that the man told her that it was his name but it was clear that Percy had interpreted it that way.

Her next words filled the pepper-and-salt colored mother with both relief and anxiety. It was hope that drove her to believe that Phoenix would listen to what she had to say, but fear gripped her heart at the thought of ever losing her little girl. She remembered how hard it had been for Swift River to get back on their paws once they lost Rissa, just the memory of finding her body made Jessie nauseous. What if it was her own daughter? Panic once again gripped at her heart and she spoke again, ”You won't go anywhere. Just stay with Mommy and Daddy, okay? For right now.” The gray mother would be sure to not make the mistake of leaving her daughter alone in the den again. At least, not until they formed the pack and created the borders they desperately needed. Remembering the rabbit she had dropped on the way back to her daughter, unsure if it was still there, she smiled down at Percy, ”Now do you want to go on a walk with me?”