Stone Circle is there room for one more son

The arrival of the huge male was interesting. They didn't know each other, yet they were friendly. She assumed that they must be part of the pack then, which gave her ease. Months before should would have simply ignored them and continued on her way. Weeks before she perhaps would have sunk low to the ground and observed them carefully taking in the customs of this new land. Her instinct almost came to fruition until she nearly kicked herself for being so anti-social. 

With a mental push, Kegana forced herself to take a few steps toward them. The mongol almost hesitated, before pushing her nerves away. Taking slightly more confident steps toward the pair, she chuffed at them, dipping her head in greeting.

"Сайн уу?"

Although she had been in the Americas for months now, when nervous she often reverted back into the common mongolian. Realizing her mistake to late, Kegana rolled with the slip and cleared her throat with the shake of her head she corrected herself.

"Hello."