Ulilohi was not comfortable. Sure, she probably appeared confident, but it was strange to wander in the territory of the pack who had very recently attacked the tribe she was now the leader of. It was hard not to be paranoid: her appearance gave her away as an obvious AniWayan, and the members of this pack would likely not approve of her presence. This was not what dominated her line of thought, however. So many changes! The councilwoman had come here with an ambition to establish and run a messenger system -- and then return home to the Great Tribe. Never had she thought she would be the leader of anything other than small projects. She could never have guessed that at the age of 4, she would lead a branch tribe. Never had her family been shown such a privilege -- but then again she had not yet recieved Chief Aatu's blessing for this arrangement. She hoped he would approve of it, though. It was the only solution to secure the branch tribe's future.
Riding along and exiting Crimson Dreams, Ulilohi tried to process all the changes occurring in her life, particularly those out of her control. This pack, Crimson Dreams -- it was the pack of her commandant. As was the other pack, Cour des Miracles. She would be visiting that one too. The only comfort was the clatter of her mount's hooves, and she focused on this sound for a while before her concentration was interrupted by a stranger's scent. Looking up, a large male was in sight. At first hesitant, she steered the horse so that it would follow a path to avoid him, but she eventually changed her mind. She did not mind some companionship, and this one might not be a Dreamer. He couldn't hurt her, anyway - she was both very large and atop a horse. One hand reached behind her to grasp the butt of her spear, though. It could never hurt to be on the safe side. "Oi!" She called out, her deep voice easily cutting through the cooling winter air. She wasn't one to tread softly - dense, like her short mount.
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