Where the dogs of society howl

Odette had woken early that morning as she had been the past several days, trying her best to find a time that got her to the Queen's den before even she awoke. The trouble was, she was either too late or too early! Some days she would wake before the crack of dawn and would sit outside their den, waiting for her mistress to call for her. Other days, she would wake the same time, and arrive too late, the horned woman already up and tackling the day before the handmaiden got the chance to serve her. Today, as she was on her way to the King and Queen's den, it would seem she was late once again. Odette picked her head up when their intertwined call rang out over the Oasis, causing a jolt of panic to shoot through her chest. Late, again?!

With outstretched legs the cream woman took off across the remaining distance, and within minutes found herself before Sirius and Zee. She came to a halt, bowing her head to the leaders as she smiled sheepishly. "Good day, King and Queen." She would greet before moving to sit behind Zee's free shoulder, attempting to make herself seem small behind the woman out of respect. She was her slave, after all, a term she was coming to understand with less fear. Once she felt more like a shadow, she would wait patiently for their meeting to begin.