Blackfeather Woods i.i : you gotta be crazy; gotta have a real need

She expected Relmyna or Wintersbane--or, gods, Mou--but when pawsteps sounded behind her, she turned and saw Flicker, instead. Something about her seemed. . .off--and Maegi drew to a halt, brows raised in question. What's up? she asked, wagging her tail slowly, happy to see a familiar face before she left but wary all the same.

Had she been paying more attention, rather than abstracted by the coming journey, she may have noticed the subtle difference in the woman's pupils. As it was, she mistook the interaction for a troubled farewell; things were not ideal, in Blackfeather Woods, and she hated to leave even for a few days.