Venus didn't really have a natural defense prepared for being pulled into a hug by a tall stranger with absolutely no warning. It was one of the very last things she would have expected to happen, and immediate mental flailing started. What the hell? This woman sounded seven shades of crazy, but worse, knowing crazy. How did she know who she was? Hell, how did she know her familiar?
Raphaela stood and regarded this stranger with caution, almost as if she was prepared to fight if she had to. This was also strange to Venus, because her sweet little wolf was, well... a lady. She'd never seen Raphaela bite or even play roughly. Venus found she was rooted to the spot in a state of shock, and she stared at this blond woman with her confusion etched clearly upon her face. "Um, I don't mean to be rude here, but who are you and..." She adores me? "Um. How do you know me?"