Fairspell Meadow A miserable hunt

❝La-❞ Atka paused, brows furrowed as she tried to pronounce the name, ❝-tay.❞

It sounded odd in her mouth, but she figured she'd figure it out eventually.

❝Forgive me if I butchered that, I'm Atka.❞ She finally responded to Latte's question, tail offering a slight wag.

Atka took a few steps forward, eyes scanning the dog for discomfort as she did so, not wanting to frighten the collie. She lowered her head, attempting to pull the few thorns she could get from the dogs tail.

❝Does it sting?❞ Atka said, spitting a thorn from her mouth.

She was able to see the dog clearly from up close, she'd never seen a wolf with such a long coat, the patterns included. Atka did not see it as a negative thing, in fact she was in awe at the sight, it was well maintained for a creature residing in Teekon Wilds.