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All Welcome 
maybe for @Rala ? uwu and a tag for Cole due to a mention!

getting herself acquainted with the rest of bearclaw was intimidating. starting a new life is intimidating. she'd once been a social butterfly, eager to spread its wings and float amongst those unfamiliar. but now, as she stands in the heart of the territory, she feels...out of place. she sits and watches, chin tucked to her chest, as many pass by. too shy to introduce herself, too anxious to ask if anyone needed assistance. 

@Cole was the only one she knew, and while she would've liked to follow him like a shadow, she didn't wish to become overbearing. or perhaps obvious—she couldn't quite tell, with all of her emotions blending into some turbulent sea. 

today wasn't any different. she sat on the outskirts, a ghost of her former self, and yet she yearned for connection, for friendships, for the purpose she promised she'd find when she joined. her tail curled neatly around her paws and her heart thudding just a little harder in her chest, she awaited for her next opportunity, lest she just involuntarily take a vow of silence.
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and it was to the very outskirts this stranger sat upon that nanuralaaq, snowwoman, huntress of the arctic plains approached ; within her maw was a scruffy snowhoe hare, dangling as she carried herself with the stalk of a lioness. her gaze, as she looked upon this pale figure, was curious, though careful. it was only closer when she approached that coles scent hit her face, and she paused for a moment, brows raised. a new member, rala thought to herself, and so her posture changed, loosened, as she approached.

in front of her, now, she'd place the rabbit before her paws. are you hungry? came lilting words. dawn hues would study a similarly pale face. perhaps they looked as if they could be related. maybe sisters, though this woman seemed to be the slightest bit younger than her. she wondered, then, if her pale appearance may hint to a similar lineage. my name is nanuralaaq. who are you? one of coles' strays, most likely.

just as she had been.



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thankfully, she is approached, though it does little to ease the anxiousness gnawing at bird-like bones. the woman is cloaked in all white, almost like a gull that flew ahead back home, and carries herself with a confidence that winslet wishes she possessed. with a nervous, flighty smile, she dips her head in respect. and thanks, as it seems the woman wished to share her kill. 

"oh, thank you. that is very kind." she murmurs, her voice as timid as she appeared, but certainly friendly. at least, she was hoping it sounded such. it felt good to be in the company of another woman; one who's kind and giving, it seems. so she relaxes a fraction, her tail swishing for a moment in what might be joy. 

"nanuralaaq. i hope i didn't butcher it too badly. it's a beautiful name." she hummed. her eyes flitted between the hare and the snow-pelted woman; she pondered if it'd be rude of her to eat in front of someone she'd just barely met. "my name is winslet. i am...new. still trying to gather my bearings, i guess." she offered with a sigh
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must eat during the winter, she says in careful tones ; there is an airiness in the way she speaks such a sentence, as if it is free and lacking the implications of wintertime deaths that are oh so prevalent. you have the hare. i can catch more, the pallid woman nodded to the rabbit, now, as if a silent urge to eat. she wanted to see the wolves of the valley with full frames and fuller bellies. spring was around the corner ; many would be eligible for children ... perhaps she thought herself amongst them.

winslet, she said, and so nanuralaaq came to terms with the fact that she was wrong in the assumption of a shared lineage, though she held no such sorrow upon her face. instead, she smiled, a warmth glimmering within her eye as she spoke. winslet, it is lovely, she gave a firm nod ; reassuring, as a mother would be for a child who was not quite sure of themselves. i am fairly new, too. i assume that you were recruited by cole, as well? as was i ; it is not too hard to fit in here, at all. have you met rex, or regina yet? ever the chatterbox. she did not pay too much mind to such.

i feel speaking with regina, @Ameline, is the best way to get comfortable.



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