Aphrodite, you cannot shake the feeling that you are being watched.
Under orders from her leader, Lady Minka, Aphrodite was on the hunt for Tokino. But it was a search that was rather difficult as she struggled to recall his scent. It had been nearly a year since she'd seen him. She'd really only been a child at the time. But he'd saved her life, and she was frustrated to no end that she could not even recall his scent. With a mite of anger, she passed over the Downs borders, striking out into the Fields to see if she could find him out here. It was so open, and she felt her hackles rise. Shortly after, there was a churning in her belly and she lowered herself to the ground. Aphrodite liked to consider herself a trusting soul. Not naive, though it was somewhat unavoidable as she'd been locked up for a majority of her short life, but not terrified despite her unfortunate childhood. She would not bare her teeth at a stranger, assuming they might drag her away again. But she also would not welcome them so openly.
There was something about open spaces, however, that unsettled her. When she'd slept in the woods upon her arrival, it had been fine. The trees were a comfort, but she felt exposed in these fields. The bushes were too short, the clouds too easily seen. Her tongue passed anxiously over her jowls and she shut her eyes, taking a deep breath. But the air hitched in her throat. The back of her skull burned, as though eyes began to sear into the bone. Her belly touched the grass slowly, before she opened her eyes again, the half-consumed breath being expelled again. And the girl whipped around. There was no one there. A quiet whine seethed from her nostrils, through her clenched jaws. Looking to either side, she made sure there really was no one around before she rose up again. This was not good at all. It was no way for an advisor-in-training, nor a queen, to act.