carpe diem

Well that was pretty rude of Pegasus wasn't it? Move his burgoning pack to the Nook at her suggestion and then moving them away from it? Medea was almost slighted, almost. In truth if she didn't trust her brother wholly she'd have taken it personally, but she had to believe there was a reason he'd chosen to move them elsewhere... that didn't mean she had to be happy about it.

In fact she was actively stomping through the Nook, plodding towards her former den, doing one last pass over it to make sure she or Sphinx didn't forget anything. Or at least that's what she said, in truth she just needed time to get her frustration out. Though maybe actually going to the Nook was a bad idea, since it wasn't getting her mind off it was it?

The faint traces of a scent reached her, a stranger. Medea stopped for a moment then made up her mind, she changed her course to seek out the stranger, maybe that'd help to get her mind off everything.

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