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Tanja? she was surprised to hear his name, though glad for it. Tir knew he'd left Seageda to find his place but she'd not heard of him since. In fact, it was his willingness to seek his true calling that inspired Tirgatao to challenge her own personal status quo to begin with! Portia spoke further and Tir listened, having only missed her explanation for Eske (which she was already well-versed in) while reminiscing about the Gona. The snowy she-wolf nodded thankfully as Portia launched into a much more detailed list pausing only to comment on her desires to rise, once more, into the rank of Shouna. "That is the plan." She remarked with a hopeful smile.

But the air between them changed—it bristled, shivered and, when it resumed, it was at a much more glacial pace. She felt her mood shift with it as the feeling of unease rose once more to inflame her sensibilities. Her ears shot forward to peak atop her skull, and the skin around her eyes was tight with ambiguous indignation before she wised up and looked away from Portia. Outsiders among the Hedonakru​?! she swallowed thickly. She felt hollow—did their traditions truly matter that little to the Heda? Her frail sense of serenity was shattered and budding hopes dashed.

Tir shot a look at Portia, ready to launch into an angry rhetoric about the current problems in Drageda, but she stopped short. She bit back her scathing words. It wasn't her fault that her faith in the Heda was shaken, she was simply part of the problem. "Tell me about Dio and Wildfire?" Tir said calmly. Though it was phrased as a question, the tone left little room for argument.