Silver Moraine the right clothes and the right appearance

Yuralria hadn't known what she was expecting, but it was not the harsh decisiveness of Sivaak's voice. This was something she'd have to get used to, surprise quickly collected in a firm nod as Sobeille's smile cemented her resolve.

Moon girl, as she was called - she liked the moniker. 

Paws fell into a stiff lope besides the ice giant as they rallied the herd, watching, learning from her partner's actions how to move the caribou from a walk to a gallop. Her gaze remained transfixed on their undulating bodies, to ensure Sivaak would not be let down by a clumsy mistake no matter how her heart ached to find Sobeille in the crowd.