Dohi had been with AniWaya since his birth; it had been four years, and he had never counted anybody out. Everybody that joined the tribe and left the tribe, all those who died and those who were born, were family to him. They needed no blood connections, newcomers, to feel immediately welcomed by the bi-toned brother of the chieftain. For this reason, and because he knew every single member of the Tribe, he picked out the newcomer as easily as if he was a bone among flowers. He was all black, with strange purple hair that contrasted Dohi's black ponytail and showed the traditional versus the modern more firmly than anything else. Dohi smiled warmly at the male, and his smile died when he looked back to Ayegali.
He had, for his whole life, been a scout. His peace-loving ways had allowed him to be perfect at wandering around, meeting who he could and gathering the information necessary to be a good asset. He was easygoing and made quick friends, typically, and his whole life he had been working for that very position. It was the Ututv position, he was absolutely sure of it, that was being handed over to a newcomer. The position he had strived for his entire life, the position he knew he deserved, had just been given to someone who probably new nothing about the tribe.
As composed and peaceful and careless as Dohi Ulagahasti typically was, it couldn't keep the dark cloud from falling across his face. He felt betrayed, by his own sister! She had known how much, as a kid, he had wanted to prove to his parents and everyone that he was good enough for that position. The only thing Lucifer had going for him was that he lived around her. The white-bottomed wolf cast another glance toward the newcomer, but this one, though deceptively still as welcoming, showed the dark in his eyes.