ooc: Sept. 29th | Secui- Long mane with Vulture and Owl feathers | Peppy and Optimistic
The day was blessed by the Ancestors, she would say. Though nothing too extraordinary had occurred thus far, this encounter did wonders to keep the elated smile on her muzzle. And that alone was enough to encourage the Nomad’s belief that she remained in her forebear’s favor as they granted her this much needed visit of good spirits.
As the elder female began to change her form, the Nomad politely excused herself a little ways back to offer room and courtesy for the transition. Her ears were twitch to the sounds of stretching flesh and resetting bone, but as a reflex to these auditory sensation than in a disturbed manner. She admired shamelessly the growth of the dark mane and sizable increase of the elder body. Though weathered kindly by experience, she still exhibited the physique of a worthwhile, and able creature. No doubt her prior rule was Beta was well deserved if bequeathed by physical prowess alone. But surely that title was given for more than physical appearance. After all, the lady Soran knew how to conduct herself, but what she had seen thus far, without she overbearing air of authority. It was pleasant to say the least.
X’yrin then stood when her guest’s change was complete and took a step beyond the scented threshold inviting the Dawn wolf to come along. When asked of her Family’s settling, she raised her head proudly with tail high and chest swelling. “We are coming to the end of our first season,” she claimed softly, albeit confidently. “And by the Ancestors’ blessing, there will be more to come.” Guided by excitement she quickened her pace toward the strong façade of the mountain within sight. On flighty paws she loped through the wild grasses but was careful to keep her much of her weight from her front shoulders. It made for an awkward run but she thought little of it, especially when a glimpse skyward earned her the sight of her ever watchful companion. She whined to him marking the dark form in her presence as friend, not foe before placing her attention upon her again. “Hopefully the friendship between Sangi’lak and New Dawn will be preserved for many seasons,” smiling, X’yrin continued from where she paused. “Ah. And please forgive me for not asking, but how has New Dawn prevailed over the storm? All members and keeps intact? Our Family may be small, but what we lack in numbers, we make up for in skill if need be.”