greet the dawn
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Their encounter was blessed by the new day. At last the morning light shone with unbridled brilliance bringing to life the surrounding woods. The avian chatter providing a cheery mood to an otherwise dull, monotonous day. And to this break from the mundane, she smiled as the other gave her name and a little quip showing a bit of attitude to couple her unique form. The female's smile grew, not at all put off. Further intrigued, she braved a forward step.

"Pleasure." And indeed it was to make the acquaintance of this foreign being. Surprisingly they shared the scent of travel, the various melding scents of lands far and unique as this. She couldnt help but wonder the hybrids origins. Was she a part of a pack and was seperated, or was she an explorer same as the Nomad? However before she could inquire to satisfy her curiosity, the female had one of her own. One which she should have expected.

"Oh, yes..." the dame's smiled turned bashful. "It is ...family name...and family task.." Abruptly the Secui formed female seated herself paws raised in gesture as she prepared for an explanation if need be. "It is...warrior family. Makes sense?" Oh, how she disliked trying to explain her name. It wasn't so much a surname as it was a title bestowed to all that were tasked with defending the nomadic tribe. There was no need for a surname, only task and rank markers. But she supposed as a wanderer to strange lands, her title could serve as her surname if only to diminish confusion as much as possible.

The Nomad raised her paw to the coyowolf again in gesture to her person then brought the same offered paw to her own head; a motion of understanding. "Sense?" she reiterated, completely the motion again as if it were more comprehensive than her own voice. Truly, the woman disliked speaking but was not above using it if necessary.

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