The past week had been eventful. She met with Skoll daily, sweet greetings and soft whispers exchanged. But she valued her independence and though she cared for him dearly, she missed the days where she could go out and explore in silence. Sensing she was not alone in her epiphany, she would stay alone today. @Sven could be described as topic discussion, the young man crossing her thoughts daily. She was dreading the day it would start to show. Sven wasn't an idiot, he would know all too soon why his precious friend was acting differently. Whatever. She was adamant about pushing everything under the rug.

Hecate rose early to find an empty space beside her. Taking this advantage, she left for the outer rims of the border. Old news of passerby loners tracks and traces covered the tail. Nothing had really happened in her short absence. She had been secluded for a while, even before @Skoll and @Nicolo's happenings. She attended meetings and such, but had stayed fairly quiet in her personal life. It was no surprise when somebody finally came for her. The stark voice almost startled her, but she caught on quickly to who was addressing her with such curtness. Before laying her eyes on the voice's keeper, she returned the call. "Ah, Morganna." She tried to sound smooth, even if there were pricks traveling down her spine and legs.

Hecate wasn't going to let herself crumble under this young alpha. But she wasn't an idiot either. Her tail rested and at her hocks, posture relaxed and eyes holding everything but malice. Morganna on the other hand, looked like she was ready to tussle; which was responded with a few flicks of her tail and a raised brow.

So the cat was out of the bag. It was wise for @Skoll to address his sister early, before Hecate began to produce a different aroma. "Figured he'd ah told ya." She confirmed evenly. Even there was no known danger, she was becoming increasingly aware of her abdomen and its vulnerability. There was no doubt that Morganna thought lowly of her. It didn't necessarily bother Hecate, she knew her power would be on the rise after spring took care of itself. "Ya shouldn't." Easy now, she didn't want to go setting off alarms. The woman went into detail about what she was really saying. "It's yer job, an' I ain't gonna ask yer t' make exceptions." She was hoping this would set the conversation in a logical tone. "I understand if I've got ter go, but he will come with me." He was the father and she had expectations that were crucial to meet. "If you'll accept me, I'll return after she is born." Hecate was extending her limbs, she couldn't be sure Skoll was to follow her and she wasn't sure the child was to be a female. But, it posed a lower threat to Morganna as an alpha. Also, if she returned later on, it wouldn't be considered a fault in her power.

She could see the gears turning in Morganna's head. Hecate was brainstorming ideas, this was the most respectful one she could think of. She was not amused with this woman's lack of contribution. Hecate raised her brows and waited for an answer, and when she got one; it was most unsatisfactory. She let out a hefty sigh, chewing the bottom of her lip while she waited for the words to arrange themselves in her mind. "Logical. I'm open ter suggestions if yer have any in mind." She settled on this because she wanted to know what Morganna thought was an acceptable trade. She should know by now that the white woman had backbone and a whole display of skills to provide if she was with her brother. Didn't Morganna know she wasn't the only one that knew how to play the game? Times were a changing and she needed a reliable ally; especially if that happened to be her brothers sweetheart.

Eyeing Morganna thoughtfully, she processed her suggestion. It would be wise to prove her name. But under such a situation, time would be gaining on her. Hecate and Elettra were on fair terms already, and she had been a proactive roll in the Ridge. Unlike @Skoll's previous fling with the dove. At least Hecate had a whiff of character and backbone. After chewing her lip for some time in immersive thought, she spoke up again. "In the time bein' provided, you'll 'ave results... I've gotta tell em' first." She needed to negotiate a few things with her spouse, he would be moving up as well. Only a space behind, he could claim their safety. But, she would pull her own weight; a term rare and strong. "You'll see about me Morganna, I ain't that frail thing he tossed around before." She leveled eyes with her lead female but keeping her tail quietly at her ankles. It wasn't a threat or an intimidation phrase, more of a promise. She hadn't seen a lot from Morganna, but that wasn't to say she should be underestimated. Unless she had anything else to say, Hecate deemed this conversation shut; she got the message loud and clear.