Fairspell Meadow A miserable hunt

Atka's head and ears perked up, nose twitching as she tried to process the scent of the dog, new to her. Once her gaze had settled on the lilac coat that was almost swallowed by the tall grasses, she stopped in her tracks. She had picked up on the scent of the rodent, assuming a hunt was about to take place, but moments later she was proven wrong. Atka stiffled a laugh at the outcome, the dog was nothing scary so she figured approaching it would do no harm. She was not usually one to go out of her way to introduce herself, but a lack of hunting skills in Teekon Wilds could turn into starvation fast.

❝Hey,❞ She chirped out a soft greeting, staying her usual comfortable distance she gave with new wolves, or in this case, dog.

❝Perhaps you'd like some help?❞