Date: Nov 24
Please correct me if I'm/Ulilohi is wrong about people's residence

She wondered if she should be here at all, as she sat in the little clearing somewhere in Cour des Miracles. Should she not be in AniWaya, organizing the re-building of the area? She had so many things that needed done, and so much that needed repairing. The relationship with this pack was one of these broken things, but she feared she might have run off too quickly. Was it not right to get to know them first, and not another pack? She wasn't certain, but right then she felt as if she was doing everything wrong, and yet still fascinated by this pack. Fascinated enough to stay here a few extra days, despite her guilt.

It was strange to her, to organize a pack like this. There was no village, no central area where most of the pack members could be found. It made it that much harder to find someone. She had hoped to meet many on her trip, but this huge land was making it difficult for her. The mount stood nearby, freely grazing on whatever it could find. It'd come when she called, and Ulilohi rarely bothered with tying it anywhere. She merely sat and pondered where to go next, where she might find one of them to introduce herself to. If she spoke to many enough, perhaps they would - collectively - see that she was not Maska. It was clear to her that many (in all three packs) had decided that the members of the Great Tribe were all like Maska, and she could not really blame them, given the betrayal they had suffered. Still, she could not right that wrongful idea if she couldn't find any of the pack members, could she? Sitting there, thinking, she was re-braiding one of her longest braids, a thin one she had dedicated to her brother. It was comforting, in the midst of all her vacillation.

Sorry for the shortness

Thoughts wove patterns and trailed off before changing forms entirely and Ulilohi lost track of time as she absent-mindedly made up her braids carefully. She was mid-ways in one when a young wolfess approached her, and Ulilohi looked up, hands still on it. She hastily fastened its ends as a work-in-progress before getting up and introducing herself. Left-hand fingers wrapped around the other, hanging in front of her and pointing to the ground. Beads and feathers rustled and shook, dangling from her head and neck. "Greetings. I'm Ulilohi, I've come from AniWaya, hoping for friends here." The sentence was delivered with a confident smile, but she tried to make her 7-foot frame appear smaller somehow, less intruding. What she said wasn't a lie, exactly, either. What she hoped for was fewer enemies - friend might be highly unlikely for a long while. There had been deaths on all sides of the conflict, so Vigilante and Savina had informed her. Obviously, Ulilohi was not necessarily welcome in this place, and yet here she was, offering her face in return for possible future forgiveness of sins that were not hers. Well, her people's. Her pose was non-dominant, her tail tucked firmly between her legs as she waited for a response from the other wolfess, but she did not fear to meet the femme's gaze confidently.