Celandine made her way to the heart of the territory, a fresh hare laying limp in between her jaws. She wasn't hungry for once, and so she figured she'd bring it to @Morganna. Ren was likely keeping her fed, but it seemed wrong to add it to the caches just yet. Catching a whiff of the inky alpha, she averted her course to follow after her. Surely there were things they needed to talk about, and with everything that had happened, they hadn't had much of a chance. A few things here, and there, but nothing too substantial. When Morg's scent grew strong enough Cela chuffed a muffled greeting from behind the creature's dangling body.