@taliademir
While she was already in the area for work, Devon figured she’d stop by the Bronx Museum of Arts. The existence of the council made it possible for neutrality amongst the species. Sure, tensions were high here and there, but Devon was also fairly cordial with many as well. Including the Crimson pack alpha, who happened to work at the building she stepped into. Devon pulled off her sunshades, walking toward the front desk and smiling as the receptionist greeted her. “Yes, good afternoon. Is Talia Demir available?” She had let Talia know beforehand she was coming, but hell, it was possible she would still be catching her at a bad time.














