What does my brother say.

[Lorenzo Knight]

He could hardly believe what constantly awaited for him every morning when he woke up. His status as an almost mated man was something he was endlessly proud of even though himself and Juliet hadn't actually told anyone else yet. At first they had been unsure of how to approach the topic with Jazper and then it had developed into a sort of game between them to keep it a secret, their secret, something just for them. so they flitted around Casa together almost as though they were committing an illicit affair, they laughed and had fun with just the two of them. But now Lorenzo found himself becoming increasingly fonder of the idea of sharing the news and making everything official within the pack.

Dawn found him skulking near the western borders, the ones closest to Cercatori, alternating between trying to think of arguments to convince Juliet to spill the beans with him and playing on his now very battered flute, trying to come up with a new tune. He wasn't patrolling per se or if he was it was just this one section of a few hundred meters of land. He was far enough away from everyone that there was no chance of him waking people with his playing although maybe echoes of his notes could be heard in the early morning silence.

[Neela Garcia]

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Herpherp

Even simply walking was a fairly involved task for Neela nowadays; the collie was constantly paying attention to her surrounding as she travelled around her new territory to try and familiarise herself with it. Her efforts today were somewhat hampered by the constant noise generated by the chicks as they flew around her. Admittedly only half the birds were making noise - Grynn was up in the air hunting and Skylar perched quietly on her shoulder - but Oonu and Marahute managed to make enough noise for half a dozen, flying in circles and bickering as they were.

Today Neela wasn't walking just for the sake of walking but actually had a goal. She was taking a short trip out of the pack to go and visit Jace, and her pups, over in Cercatori de Arte.

Neela was still a little nervous about approaching her friend now that she knew the truth about Neela's past but Jace had reassured her that she didn't care multiple times and had specifically asked Neela to visit her so the collie was setting out, though not without trepidation.

Suddenly as she approached the border Neela became aware of a faint sound filtering through the veil of noise created by the birds, the sound of somebody playing the flute. The chicks had noticed it to and Neela had to let out a short, sharp bark to rein them in before they shot off; Oonu and Marahute had taken to the annoying habit of attacking any creature that they didn't recognise.

Thankfully they listened to her and dropped back, Marahute landing on Neela's free shoulder opposite her sister and Oonu circling above them. Reassured that the chicks wouldn't be randomly attacking anybody Neela moved forwards curiously towards the noise, one hand slipping to the back of her waist and brushing the handle of one of her knives in an unassuming gesture just in case; Neela didn't think it would be needed but was still aware of how close to the border she was.

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[Lorenzo Knight]

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The birds were especially loud this morning, calling after each other fervently. Normally their incessant cries would have irritated him but today he was feeling decidedly mild about it and didn't glare at the sky and trees as much as he usually did. Birds were not a creature he held fond to his heart. He preferred the horses over birds and he wasn't really on good terms with them either. It seemed most other animals were intimidated by his sheer size and tended to react with fear or aggressiveness towards him. The one exception to the horses was Buck-Eye, the stallion Enzo had spent the most time around, he had had a few good laughs with the playful stallion who was unimpressed and unafraid by his large stature.

His plans for today were pretty clear cut, today he was once again on hunting duty, of course it was himself that had decided this but he found after more than two days without feeling the thrill of a chase he began to get restless and antsy so it was better to indulge in his slight addiction when he could. He was virtually unmissable in his optime form, the dust colored pelt standing out against the green leafy background, he couldn't hide within the underbrush like he did in secui and so he was as obvious as a painted target, not easily passed over by wandering eyes.

But he was occupied and no notice of the burnt orange and white woman with the four falcons came to him. Perhaps a foolish distraction on his own part this close to the borders of Casa but his height and mass would make most take a second thought about attacking him. That and the deadly looking mace swinging from his rawhide belt along with a carving knife that was wickedly sharp looking.

[Neela Garcia]

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Neela relaxed and moved her hand away from her knife as the figure ahead came into view, or more specifically came into range of her nose; while she didn't recognise the hulking figure the smell was clearly that of a Cavalierite. Quickly Neela's hand shot up into the air, hooking around Oonu's talons before the bird could shoot forwards, though he still ended up pulling her hand with him slightly before giving up and falling against it. Marahute stirred restlessly on her shoulder but didn't move and Skylar just stared curiously at the stranger, letting out a quiet croaking sound.

"Hello?" Neela called out as she approached the wolf, examining him as she did so. Neela was starting to get used to all the large wolves around Casa di Cavalieri and thankfully managed to not shy away from the large figure as she had done when she first met Jazper - funnily enough Tony had never really registered to her as being particularly big. In fact as the wolf's smell came into sharper focus Neela thought she could detect a hint of her leader's scent in the one before her; perhaps this wolf was a relative or clsoe friend of the Sole's.

"'M Neela." She greeted before introduction the birds, nodding her head at each one as the reeled the names off, "Thes're Oonu, Marahute, Skylar 'n Grynn, their mother." Grynn had descended from the sky just in time to be greeter, landing on a branch nearby.

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[Lorenzo Knight]

Only when sound broke the air did he turn to realise he was being watched. A small woman stood before him. Surrounded by a small flock of falcons, he inwardly grimaced. But he didn't know enough of Casa's people and shunning one of the newer members just because of her pets would be both rude and unKnight like of him, very unnecessary as well. Still, he eyed their sharp talons and serrated hooked beaks warily, a cautious expression filtering onto his face. She introduced herself as Neela, and then proceeded to do the same with her birds, which he also dutifully remembered although he would probably mix them up at some point in the future.

"Ahm Lorenzo Knight." Another larger falcon descended from the sky to perch nearby, this one looked even more ferocious than the other three and he kept and eye on her and the three others, last thing he needed was a swarm of angry talon-ed birds attacking him for whatever reason,

"Are yah new tah Casa? I ain't seen yah around 'afore... but then, ahh don't sees much ah peoples aneeway." He chuckled quietly albeit awkwardly, he wasn't any good in social situations, especially with other women. He shifted his weight and the Mace's chain jingled merrily, the knife reflected sunlight, gleaming wickedly.

[Neela Garcia]

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The wolf looked wary as she approached for some unfathomable reason, somehow Neela didn't think it likely that the giant found her particularly threatening, but nonetheless they seemed friendly and introduced themselves as Lorenzo Knight, a name which struck in Neela's mind, "Knight... ye any relation of Tony's?" she asked, ear twitching in sudden curiosity; Tony had mentioned that he had siblings living in Casa but she couldn't recall their names.

"Yeah, ah joined around two weeks ago," Neela said in response to Lorenzo's question. The noisy weapon was noted and promptly ignored; Neela was quick enough to dodge a weapon as heavy as a mace and was settling in enough that she didn't feel particularly threatened just because a fellow pack member was armed; Casa was a warrior pack after all. "I left my old pack and Tony found me, invited me to come join." Neela continued, feeling the need to talk for some reason.

An awkward silence followed and was broken by Oonu screeching quietly, Neela was still holding him by his talons. Absent-mindedly Neela released him and brushed Skylar and Marahute off, "Ve y habla con su madre por un tiempo, te llamo cuando llegue el momento de moverse." She said, automatically switching into spanish as she talked to the birds in the presence of others; she would often use low speech when talking to Grynn as such but the chick's hadn't yet gotten used to her mangled version of bird-speech enough for general conversation yet.

"Ah so, what're ya doin out here today then?" Neela asked, half curious at what brought a pack member so close to the borders so early and half to break the silence.

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[Lorenzo Knight]

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Some of the tenseness seemed to dissipate once they had introduced themselves to each other, they were not complete strangers now, they did have names. For some reason the thought amused him greatly and the fool of a boy suddenly smiled to cover up the fact he that had almost laughed at a joke he had told himself inside his own head, Lunacy thy name is Lorenzo. He would seem merely friendly instead of the slightly deranged that he considered he might possibly be. Juliet might find that funny, he made a note to tell her later. He nodded his head to her question, his eyes darkening slightly, he and Tony didn't see eye to eye,

"Aye. Mah brother. We don't get on much." There was a twist of dark humor that distorted his smile. He and Tony were both amused by their turbulent relationship, though the brothers hadn't spoken for quite a while or even seen each other since those thieves had tried to steal the horses. Her story was short and to the point, and there was avoidance of any real details which he didn't mind, everyone was welcomed to their own privacy as far as he was concerned, there was a slight awkward silence before Enzo decided to share his story too, although it was just as short really and not very exciting,

"Ah joined waay back when Casa started. 'Bout a month afta. Lived wi' mah mather in Crimson Dreams afore that, afore Jazper left to make this 'ere pack." One of the birds screeched and his ear flicked in annoyance at the grating sound. She shooed them off though with a language he had never heard before and then suddenly they were alone. Another awkward silence before Neela broke it again with another curious question.

"Practicing. He held up his flute, "Ah practice in tha' morning afore I 'ave tah work. All tha' way out 'ere so i don't wake no folk up." He shrugged as though it were no big deal.

[Neela Garcia]

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Lorenzo seemed friendly, he was certainly smiling enough, but Neela's ears drew back slightly when Lorenzo said that he and Tony didn't get along; it saddened her to find family on conflict, a feeling only amplified by her own family's feelings towards her. "Oh." she replied lamely, not quite sure what to say. Neela fidgeted awkwardly as Lorenzo spoke of how he joined Casa, one hand rising up to fiddle with her hat in a recently acquired nervous gesture, two claws sliding out to fiddle with a loose thread just below her ear; she would probably need to change her hat again soon, good thing she had stumbled upon a bulk amount of the things when she initially acquired it, same with her scarves though the warming weather meant she wasn't wearing those recently.

Neela's eyes brightened somewhat when Lorenzo held up a flute, music at least she could talk about! "Oh, you play the flute?" she asked, curiously and somewhat rhetorically, "I play an instrument myself, guitar. Found a flute a while ago but never managed to find someone ta teach me how ta play the thing, didn' have much luck learning by myself either," Neela paused, reaching one hand behind her to root through the large pouch attached to her belt by the small of her back, producing the silvery human-made instrument briefly. The flute glinted in the faint light briefly, even if she didn’t play it Neela kept the instrument polished and in good condition, before she returned it to its resting place.

Neela paused for a minute before deciding she might as well offer her reasons for being out this early in kind, "M' out to visit a friend myself, lives in the next back over; Cerca de Arte I think?" the statement diverted into a question as Neela tried to remember the name of Jace's pack, remembering Casa di Cavalieri was hard enough and she lived there! If only the packs would use Spanish names, then she could remember them easily.

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