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Xahi had been in her own world lately. The girl had been hiding away from most of her packmates since Lennon's disappearance, but she was aware that new faces had joined their once-little family. The pale sylph's heart was still mending itself together from her...Lennon's absence, and trying to find herself again. Alarian, the only one she had felt she had been able to talk to was also quite absent, which had caused the ghost to stretch even further apart from her family.
    So, when Alarian's familiar cry rung in her ears, the she-wolf was astounded. The masked young woman rose shakily to her feet, testing out her long legs a bit before flying into a sprint. Xahi raced towards the sound, stumbling a bit on her legs. She eventually slowed as she grew nearer to the sound of voices, to the smells of her companions. Xahi padded slowly towards the others, glancing and giving soft smiles to the new faces. The old ones, though, were what truly made her happy. Xahi smiled brightly at Korei and Lily, giving a respectful nod to Lanawyn, and turned to Alarian next. She gave him a fond look, something of a pooling mixture of sadness and joy at the same time. As greetings were exchanged and names shared, Xahi figured she would chime in. "Hello, Xahi. A pleasure to meet you." The woman analyzed the new wolves, her green eyes sparkling with newfound curiosity.