Nova Peak I want to belong.

Conversation flowed between them like a river of rocks. The Bazi of old would have exacerbated the situation with her own brand of awkwardness, but she had grown up quite a lot since her first failed attempt at leadership. "You can relax, you know," she soothed, stretching a narrow paw across to touch one of Tryphon's and leaving it there, interested to see what he would do. He looked so lost, so uncomfortable in his own skin. Once upon a recent past, these shortcomings would have grated on her. Wolves like Tryphon needed to be encouraged through life and it surprised Bazi to realize that she found this trait endearing rather than infuriating. Slowly but surely, she was developing a maternal instinct.  "There's plenty of time to explore when we've had a rest," she went on with her most motherly of smiles. "So do you remember your previous Alpha? Or is everything just.. fuzzy?" A state of mind she could well relate to.