Rising Sun Valley Keep your hands to yourself

@Colt I hope don't mind popping Zhavvi in this thread :D It looked lonely! The translation is in a hover, just in case XD 

The young brown and black female managed to escape their settlement for some exploring on her own. Even though she was slender of build with elegant long legs, it seemed everyone was keeping a watch on her. If it wasn't Uncle Lavakho, a coyote slave or her father herself.. she was always taken back like some prisoner. Zhavvi hated it. She wanted to explore and know more about these promised lands! She wanted to meet the locals and see what their habits were. Maybe she could learn something from them. Or she could teach them one of her ways.

The Khal's daughter roamed through the grasses she was so familiar with. It was the dense woods she didn't trust. Here she had an overview of what she could expect. Often she would get on a log or boulder to get an even bigger overview. This time she didn't need a look out post to spot the other wolf. Her nose eagerly sniffed the air before she trotted up to him. A male! So interesting! Her step was full with poise. The little seducer was a princess after all, daughter of Rakharo. A charming smile turned on her face, which was rather pretty if she wasn't glaring or scowling. Yet, since Zhavvi had escaped her father's protective cloak the girl was quite happy for now.

She let out a chuff to let her response know. "Ava'yorn kaldaka si tir ti vucot! Doege ekess visp ve zahae nomenoi ordahic?," Zhavvi spoke politely and utterly charming. Little did the girl know that her tongue wasn't common at all around here. She had not met wolves other than the ones that were in her Khalas.