Redsand Canyon Broken her cage, threw out the keys

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After speaking with @Kukulkaan, Sabah makes good on her word. To speak with her sister holcan and ensure that the exceeded all lengths to see their duty done. 

One by one, she calls for them. @Flecha. @Kaelan. @Xtabay. Each devoted and skilled. All with one common goal. To be holcan—to protect their ajaw.

Sisters. She greets them each as they arrive.

It had not escaped Flecha’s notice how closely Sabah hung to their god.  She had become their personal shadow, and while she felt this shift in the dynamic worth noting, Ajaw was welcome to the company they deemed necessary.  She had no right to question their judgements in such.

Still, the Holcan approached her sister curiously and paused, regarding her with an expectant air.  If she had words from their god then this might be relatively new.  Usually they spoke to the Holcan themselves, as a whole, though perhaps she was merely reading signs that weren’t present.  The stillness in this new place had her on edge.

You called?

Sa-bah!

It is dedication that brings her, sits her beside her sisters, even as she wants nothing more than to go lay back down.

Her stomach has not settled at all. She feels like death. But Kaelan has never and will never give in to her body’s whims when it came to her sisters. She greeted Flecha with a friendly snapping of teeth, like a crocodile, before focusing on the one who called them all together.

To get this thread rolling, I'm gonna go ahead and start up round 2. Bee, you're still welcome to hop in from here! But in the meantime, I will be making very light assumptions about her presence.

Each come, one after another, until all 4 are standing together.

Sabah bring us together— She begins, gaze shuffling between each. Ajaw worries, Sabah with him. Many are near. Many packs; some known, and some not. The latter which worries her most. 

Sisters work hard . . must work harder, Regardless of how cruel and inconsiderate it sounded. We patrol more. We teach snow bear more. For if Sovereign was to be of them, it needed to be soon. The holcan were small in number. An additional member would be beneficial for them.

Passing another glance to each, she waited to hear their words of thought.

Her ears flicked.  Not an order then, but a suggestion of strategy.  Flecha did not entirely disagree but did wonder about the usefulness of the advice, for it did not go far enough in her mind.

More scouting is needed.  We need to know how they move and when, and which of these packs know the others.  The ones I spoke with were not threats.  They had been further away, however.  The ones closest she had left to those that settled the valley.  Perhaps she needed to go of her own accord and see what there was to be found.

As with her mother before her, she was both scout and hunter too.  She felt pinioned by borders when enemies surrounded them.  It would be good to know the lay of the land and the ways to circumvent their surroundings.