matched my table to yours XD Post dated to the 4th (Nayru should have her new rank by now, pfft). SSWM: 450
Nayru was a whole year old. The earth had orbited around the sun yet again and Nayru had entered into existence during this time and stayed in existence. How many souls were born but did not live to see their first year cycle Nayru couldn't guess, but she had, and she felt blessed. Nayru also had acquired a new rank. Jager futhrer. Slowly she was climbing up, but she scarcely knew that. Nayru thought of the hierarchy in a very simple way. Conor, everyone else and then there was her. The only time she thought of herself as having authority over anyone else was if they were outside of Dahlia de Mai's borders and she was within them, even then the fae should everyone nothing but respect. Still, she knew that with higher ranks came more responsibilities, more rights. And it seemed that every time she gained a rank she simply added to her jobs, rather than switched them. Although she hunted, and had always hunted for the whole pack, she continued to scout the borders, even if the wahrer rank was no longer her's. Still she practiced her skills as a warrior, defending Dahlia de Mai was also a priority. She would protect them, feed them, love them and whatever else was required of her.
It was on one of her scouting missions that the call from Liliana came and Nayru recognized the voice right away. How long had it been since she had visited the woman in Aniwaya? Quite some time. She had not been a child any longer, but still had not been quite the adult she was now. Well, then they had some catching up to do, and Nayru was eager to see how her friend had fared in the time they had spent apart. Her strides were long and her gait quick and quickly she spotted the woman and the horse in the distance. Nayru then thought of Niro, who had also come on horse back and Nayru could see the benefit in the hoofed beasts now. Optime was her favorite form, but it was the slowest. Horses solved that, and perhaps went even faster than one would as a secui.
Coming up towards the woman Nayru did not bother to hide the smile that spread from her face. Raising a hand when she knew Liliana could see her the girl's soft voice picked up as much volume to call out to her friend. “Greetings Liliana!” She hurried to her side, her speed and breath slowing, her voice dropping to its natural pitch of just above a whisper. “Hey,” and to the horse, which she laid a gentle paw upon, “hello Grace. How are you two?”
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