Morganna managed a snicker under her breath at the good swimmer comment, she might have made peace with the lagoon sturgeon but that didn't mean she was entirely fond of getting unnecessarily wet, "Jus' watch out fer big fishes." Her smile grew softer at the later comment and she nodded, "O'course. Yer might be th' only one in th' willows I'd do it for, but yer m' sister, an' nobody is gonna take what's yers." She wanted her sister to succeed of course, but with things currently as they were it would be a lot of work to stabilise the pack. All Morganna could offer from the sidelines was advice, and an outsiders perspective.

An ear turned to the west where a distant howl was calling her name. She offered her sister a roll of her eyes as she pushed up onto her paws, aiming one last shove into Ravenna's silver flank. "No rest fer th' wicked!" She declared with a wide (if slightly bitter smile). "I'll let yer know if anythin' changes, fer now we'll be by th' lagoon," and she set off towards the call, hoping she wasn't about to meet with disaster.