RAT A TAT ; open, placing border markers

[Margaery]

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[color=#b14767]"What are you doing, darling?"

Margaery's inquiry was soft and a bit hesitant. See, she was on the other side of the border, the coppery scent of blood still clinging to her chocolate pelt. She knew Suite didn't care but still, this was awkward. She had never bumped into anyone on her way back. She realized with a start that her eyes were probably still that menacing shade of red and forced them to give way to stormy blue, a sheepish smile making its way onto her maw. [color=#b14767]"Well," She began, attempting to inject some humor into the situation, [color=#b14767]"If I were joining, I'd definitely know that this was the border."

They had had an influx of trespassers as of late and such had succeeded at putting Margaery on edge. She cared too deeply for the members of the Ascendants to have to worry about whether another hostile rogue like Raven would make an appearance and potentially harm them; this was good, very good.

Crossing over the border, she released a weary sigh of her own. [color=#b14767]"They look good," She continued with a brief nod of her head, [color=#b14767]"It was wise of you to do something like this." She wondered, idly, if they would work. They were probably better than scent markers which easily could be disregarded, that was for sure. Margaery just hoped that this would provide some solution to the issue, she was tired of stumbling across potential mea- newcomers while doing her rounds during the day.