Ouroboros Spine without a compass

she's never had an entourage call her name out before, so raiyuk's attempt was as close as she could imagine. she didn't have any fancy titles to prattle over anyways.

distracted by the peeks at the territory, she only catches the fleeting moment as raiyuk spins his head around from her and called for moonglow. racharra didn't dwell on it, far too embroiled in preparing her words for when a leader arrives.

a pale, older woman emerges from the territory and racharra clears her throat. first, the matriarch speaks to raiyuk in tongue she can't understand, before referring to racharra. the nebet acknowledges the warmth with a smile of her own.
yes, but for different matters entirely. i came here in hopes of speaking to the leaders of moonglow. golden eyes flick to raiyuk briefly, and racharra adds in hushed voice: privately. her smile twitches a wider, nervous, smile before relaxing.
it's about allyship between the moon villages and akashingo. though she's careful not to specify the means.