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Skipping Dee again, just to keep things moving! If this is an issue please let me know, and I can remove this so that they can post. :)

Dawa could not anticipate what an individual may want or need when she confronted them. She often hung back in the shadows, loitering just out of reach of one of her dear attachments; Raheerah her defender, or Tenzin her doctor. Sometimes, and only in the recent days, she would be accompanied by a cleric in training. Those individuals could tell her what she needed, and it was without hesitation that Raheerah fell in to this habit. He outlined what the strangers looked like in a bare fashion, but it was enough. Dawa did not need a strong physical description; although, as he mentioned that they appeared in good health, the woman began to wonder about them. They did not need the physical aid provided by the clerics, and as the stranger's voice slipped between the dragon and the lamb, Dawa realized they probably did not need any spiritual guidance either.

"We would like to join you," Concluded the stranger's voice in a swift reveal of intent. The sound was affirming in a way. It relieved Dawa's instinctual apprehension of the vagrants, and she was able to adapt to this new information. Her precocious steps reached out of the beast's shadow as the leader sought out the figures just out of her reach. She ambled along, chasing the scent of the stranger's fur and the sound of their breathing, until she was very close. Perhaps too close, invasive. Dawa knew this would bother Raheerah - she anticipated that he would rise up to stop her, but knew he would not say a word unless something truly dangerous were to happen. Dawa painted a smile upon her face as best she could - and it was a crooked thing, a butchered line that glowed with little warmth or true emotion.

The expression faltered as she spoke in the next moment.
"We are the wolves of Northstar Vale."

Dawa turned in the direction she had heralded from, and looked to where she could hear Raheerah breathing; his rasping was familiar to her, and easy to identify even in her perpetual state of darkness. "This is Raheerah, our Beta. My guard." She shifted around again and carefully stepped back, one, two, three steps. Her rear descended in the grass, and her blank eyes stared at the ground - a pair of pearls that could easily unnerve individuals who were not used to them.

"I am Dawa, one of the Alphas. If you do wish to join.. You must understand," She inhaled as if the effort of this explanation was truly a difficulty for her; and with all the other issues that appeared prevalent within the woman, it wouldn't be surprising if she was short on breath. "You are welcome here as long as violence does not come with you. You may stay, if you can aid us in some way." Her voice was monotonous and lacked any sort of emotional tone; she did not implore these strangers nor cast them aside, but rather, she listed off these pieces of information as if she were discussing something of little importance.

As she shifted her head up, raising it with an attempt at dominance which was somehow cute due to her childish size, her eyes naturally landed upon Anemone's own gaze; this was where Dawa froze, as if to study the stranger which in truth did not physically exist to her yet. "If you believe you can aid us, please, tell us how."