Phantom Hollow [m] destroy the middle

Atka recognized the scent that lingered in the air, exhaling a deep breath she contemplated options here. She'd be lying if she said she had no longing to seek out the wolf. Not to quell any desires, just simply to see him. Her ears perked again, seeking out any disturbance of the dying foliage that lay on the ground. Her paws unconsciously stepped forward, following her nose. Stopping at the sight of his familiar dark coat.

❝Hiding from me?❞ Atka gave a lighthearted scoff, but the situation was still seemingly tense.

She stood not far off, staring at his large figure. He seemed different today, Dreven had always been a confusing wolf to her, but she couldn't read him at this moment. It was odd seeing him again, her mind would always drift to him for no particular reason when she was away. Atka knew any sort of attachment to this wolf would not have positive out comings for her, but she couldn't bring herself to care.