Wapun Meadow I'm not asking for favors [M]

The scent grew more profound, she scanned her surroundings frantically, body turning in circles with her eyes. Her gaze settled on him, jumping at his sudden presence. He wasn't far, sitting contently and staring at her. Atka took a few breaths, grimacing at her reaction as she spoke.

❝You again,❞ She stepped closer.

Part of her was screaming that she was making a fool of herself by choosing to interact with him, but she felt herself thinking about their meeting frequently. Her honeyed gaze again scanned over him. It wouldn't hurt to speak again.