Omega strokes the top of the mothkitten's head as she wraps an arm around its shape within her coat. At least Dart seems to calm down better than Dustin.

The girl's brows shoot up at the questions before going down sharply in a scowl as she looked outright offended of the accusation. "I wasn't following you! I was heading back to the outpost, and then I saw this little one stuck in the snow." Her expression softens as she hugs the mothkitten. "That's about when we heard you."