Redhawk Caldera Lightning over Mexico.

"I can't even imagine," Ruenna answered honestly, with a shake of her head. Given Akashingo's reputation, she expected the ceremony would be a spectacle, probably with many elements that would offend a wolf with practical sensibilities.

"Oh, Germanicus? He's loner who lives in the area. One of my.. informants?" Ruenna tried out the word with an amused tilt of her head. She was far from being any sort of spymaster, but she enjoyed the humor in conceptualizing herself in this manner. 

"I'll stick close to him," Ruenna confirmed, "I expect he'll be an island of familiarity in a sea of peculiarity." 

She turned her head looking for Peregrine, but he had disappeared.