Looking for Acceptance

She spoke her name without hesitation, and Raheerah slowly tilted his head. It was difficult to make any negative inferences about the female aside from what he could physically make out of her appearance. Despite what effects malnutrition may have on her body, she was still very large and could probably easily hold her own once she had some meat in her stomach. In fact, she reminded him much of Xi'nuata's own condition, who seemed to improve immediately upon joining the ranks of the Vale. Yes, Xi'nuata was some creature of the dragon's pride, but that was not something he would so easily admit. The oily beast let escape a rolling hiss and resumed his position on the inside of the borders.

"Riiiiise." His gravely voice sliced into the silence and the creature swung his tail with finality. "Speeeaak yoour meriiiit." Raheerah added, looking expectantly at her. If she passed this final test, then perhaps she would not see herself as a headless warning of the dragon's capabilities on the edges of the Creek territory. In fact, perhaps she would be among the few to help him leave those warnings instead.