10-21-2021, 01:50 PM
Although she trekked towards wolf territory, Atticus' amethyst gaze drifted only to catch a glimpse of Maeve. She had already made such an awful impression on the woman and it was clear as the sun in the sky that she didn't think too highly of their canine companions. Any chance at rekindling their friendship (it was the longest and best she had ever had, lasting all of fifteen minutes) would be forever snuffed out should she catch a glimpse of her. The leopardess knew it wouldn't matter in the end, however, as her only goal was to help those in need.
The dainty medic paused when the strongest scent of wolves mer her nose, a clear indicator that she had arrived at the borders. Curious as to how they might take a feline visitor, Atticus took a few moments to groom herself in order to appear her best. Appearances were everything, after all -- or that was what she had been told all along.
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