Altar of Twilight but god, all I ever do is feel

the sound of quick, purposeful footfalls immediately draws praimfaya's attention. she peers over a moonkissed shoulder at the shadow who fast approaches, struggling for a moment before she recognizes the shadow as dragomir; upon the newfound assurance praimfaya relaxes and lets her tail sway in greeting before her lips twist in a sour look as he points out, rather disapprovingly ( like her father or an older brother might've ) that she is disobeying hydra's command.

my usual goch op is currently recovering, she tells dragomir. she would not be bother dacio while he was in recovery. she wants to add that she didn't go far and can take care of herself but doesn't wish to add fuel to the fire of him chiding her.