Northstar Vale NSV CLAIM: we owe this to ourselves!

After he had fallen silent, Raheerah expected the others to speak up. He was not wrong to make such expectations - the monk encouraged them to speak, but it would seem none were willing. He narrowed his single eye, looking over them all; a newcomer had appeared, but truly distracting him from his observation were the familiar pawsteps of a female approaching from his blind side. Instinctively, his agitation sparked but was quelled almost as soon as he heard her hum. Reminding him. No matter where the shadow resided, the light would be quick to find him.

Raheerah allowed himself to calm, tilting his head slightly towards Xi'nuata. Though he still could not see her, the tip would at least denote that he was acknowledging her, aware of her. An airy snort left his nostrils in acute response to her arrival, but she had quickly descended to the ground. Raheerah shifted slightly, inching closer so that his flank barely touched her side, assuring him that she was there. He was unable to see her without having to twist his neck and look around, so this served well enough to reassure him.

The monk went on to speak, first explaining the gathered wolves to Lham, and then throwing back his head to utter a cry. A claim - official, eternal. Raheerah did not hesitate to join the monk; if one thing should bind them, if one thing they should hold together, it was the paradise that would protect Lham. The beast raised his jaw and erupted in a sound so uncanine - hellish and broken, a mangled song to cement his home.