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It was shameful that a leader had not come to see how the new family was fairing, and sought to right this unintentional wrong with a prompt visit once her tasks for the day were completely. She had passed only briefly by the dens the day before on her way out to hunt, and hadn’t stopped to consider if the family needed help settling in. It was shameful on her part, and immediately she endeavored to make the family feel more comfortable… or at least add little natural comforts to extend the goodwill of the Nomad family they had become a part of.

In the morning, she collected the freshest blossoms just as they opened to the morning light and found wild greens and fragrant grasses to add to the growing bouquet. A small meal was caught for the young of the family; a plump marten whose agility was weighed by the size of his swollen belly making it a fine and easy catch. Hopefully it would suffice until an appropriate meal was caught for the pack as a whole.

Her welcome basket was wrapped within a thick elk hide, but was dragged to the family’s abode given her present four-legged form. And with it were the scents of the earth embedded into it, some flecks of grass and summer leaves enriched with the ripeness of the season. And as it was dragged through the dens, the scent of the pack attached itself to the hide as well, asking as a kind reminder of the others that called Sangi’lak home. “Hello…” X’yrin called out kindly around a mouthful of animal hide as she approached the family’s den. Carefully she placed it down by the entrance of the home. “I apologize for not coming to see you sooner. I hope you all are adjusting well…”

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Coming to greet the small family, the reception she received was warm and inviting, encouraging a soft smile to her lips as she looked from Rain to his daughter as she approached. X’yrin followed the descent of her muzzle not with a cold, but careful gaze, observing her behavior. She was not ostracized by the pack, but it was evident there was a physical difference that kept her under the eye of the other pack members. While it was acknowledged, it was not pointed out with issue, but like the oddity in the room, it lingered but was not spoken of to maintain a polite air. To the young female, the Issor dipped her head in greeting then returned her kindly gaze to Rain.

“I’m glad to see you are making yourself comfortable. I hope to see the two of you around the grounds soon enough.” Her lush tail swayed with the thought of seeing them actively participating, joining the Family and assisting its prosperity. To the offer of ‘tea’ she tilted her head curiously having not heard of this thing. Was it anything like the cannabis of Ichika, she wondered. Accepting his offer, she followed him into the den, carefully dragging her gift deeper in toward the fire pit.

“Tea?” she was inclined to ask around a mouthful of hide. “What is tea, if I may ask?”