Overture Downs Let's raise some hell, shall we?

Someone passed Nunataq in the opposite direction. It was dark enough not to make out, who it was, but this made the girl stop and follow the movement with narrowed eyes and alertness. The tail of smell followed the creature soon after and she was surprised to find out that this was someone she knew well.

Indra? For a moment the girl's face up lit up in recognition, then it changed to a scowl. Her caretaker had given the moody teenager enough space to make the latter believe that this was going to stick. Apparently not. Had she followed her? Quite possibly, because Nuna was not too careful of, where she left her footprints or scent linger.

She was about to huff and leave the scene, without making her presence known, but then that sickeningly sweet voice raised in the air again. It grated against Nuna's already angry brain as a sand-paper. She snapped around and let out a loud and angry bark "RRRUFFF!!!" with an intention to make that person shut up and not realizing that she was making her location known to, whoever the source for the voice was.