Upon her return, there was a sense of urgency. Jethro. She, admittedly, was not up to speed on everything given the short time she had been there, but it was clear after her conversation with the man that it was an important message she was delivering. And so, she did not hesitate when she reached the borders to raise her maw, calling for Finley and stressing urgency in her tone that she hoped would be met with speed. She had been repeating the message in her head to ensure she did not forget it… and perhaps this message could build more into talks of a pack role.
Look to the north. It was a constant in her mind. She only hoped that the man spoke the truth, and that the words would make sense to Finley when she was able to convey them. Otherwise, she might look the fool… as she waited, she would pace back and forth, a serious expression on her features as if there was a gravity to the situation at hand.