Blacktail Deer Plateau we are in a state of flux

Every red light begins to flash signal to leave. If she doesn’t leave right now, Blixen is going to show up right in front of her. Her stomach twists and she picks up a paw, looking one way and then the other, determining the best route, but she berates herself because there’s no time to decide! It’s their last encounter all over again and she doesn’t know what way to go, frozen in place until the more or less emerges from the ground. Mallaidh gasps in surprise when she actually sees her and she stammers back.
 
“Y-you were looking for me?” she asks first, brows knit together. One paw still hovers the ground, wholly uncertain if she should even be here. “Why are… you in Max’s den?”