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Coolly the ivory and ebony patch-work woman took in the stranger, ears perking forward to catch not only the words that fell from the lady's tongue but all the tones that cushioned and colored those words. The girl was friendly and quickly offered her name and was straight down to business, which Nayru did not mind. Of course, as easy going as the lady was she wouldn't have minded idle chit-chat either. Much could be learned from the bantering that many took for granted, and Nayru was a sponge, constantly soaking in details of all those she encountered, Rendall would be no exception.
Help from other packs, those woman was on a mission and Nayru nodded approvingly. It was noble to reach one's head out for the good of their pack. Dahlia de Mai was probably not Rendall's only stop, and while those in Dahlia would certainly offer the girl no harm it was not certain that others would be so welcoming. "Phoenix Valley? I have been meaning to meet with your leader." The thought was said out loud, although Nayru was happy to share such information with Rendall. Sooner or later Nayru herself planned on making the rounds to all the packs and if the head of the Valley knew of her coming before it happened, so much the better. She did not mind being expected.
The story that Rendall told her was all too familiar. Although Nayru had clung to the flowered lands she had heard whisperings and rumors of the damages done in other pack lands. Certainly Dahlia de Mai had not escaped unscathed, and so she could sympathize with the woman. And yet Nayru allowed a frown to cross the face that normally hid emotions so well. "Dahlia de Mai would gladly offer any help that we could, however," she paused, unhappy with her other words but knowing there was no other way to put it. "I'm not sure exactly what Dahlia can do for you. We have never had livestock of our own, and still we are busy rebuilding our own buildings damaged by the storm." This was regretful, for the opportunity to help their neighbor to the south could have been a valuable one and Nayru was loath to let it slip away. "If any Dahlians wish to spare themselves from our efforts and rebuilding Phoenix Valley, I certainly give them that permission, but otherwise what do you need that Dahlia could offer?" What indeed.
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