<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Reia-SonLahleli_Posting01.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Son' Lahleli<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Open, Astrid<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Kayax<br/><strong>When: </strong>Early Morning<br/><hr/><br/>"Hope you'll be at the fire tonight. Someone needs to keep this puppy in line." Skrida's words brought a smirk to her lips and she waved a hand at him, letting him know that she had heard what he'd said. Son' Lahleli wasn't sure how aware Nilteni was to the other man's longing for him, there had been a reason for her seeking him out to find her brother's whereabouts, after all, but she herself had no problem with it. Skrida was a strong man and a useful sacrifice to have in the pack, a human who not only enjoyed being with them, but that also respected them. For that, she liked him as much as she could like anyone.<br/><br/>Originally she had planned to head back towards her home when a small twinge at her side as she lowered her arm reminded her of the still healing injury that had kept her back from this last expedition. With a soft sigh Son' Lahleli turned to go towards the shamans' house. Ts'udzagha had arrived and his presence ahead of her sent a shiver down her spine. She respected him highly, as one should with a pack shaman, but he had something about him that put her ill at ease. Still though, she started making her way to his and Danae's residence.<br/><br/>Out of the corner of her eye she noticed another new sacrifice, a taller woman with long, white-blonde hair, standing with a serene look on her face. She heard Ts'udzagha's words and decided to welcome her as best she could; at least it would make Nilteni happy later when she told him. Veering slightly off path she approached the sacrifice and tilted her head slightly in greeting, nothing close to the reverential bow she'd given her Alpha earlier.<br/><br/>"Welcome to the pack, I am Son' Lahleli." Her voice was softer than one would imagine from a woman of her size and strength, but still ran deeper than a human female's. She spoke clearly in a no nonsense tone that carried easily in the thin winter air. "You must be weary from your travels and it would be best to have our healers take a look at you before anything else. After that, if you are not too tired, I can lead you to Skrida's Forge." Son' Lahleli stood tall, her feet only slightly reddened from the cold snow she had trudged through, cheeks pinked and eyes still alight from her earlier kill.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b2/Reia-NilteniTudi_Posting03.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Nilteni Tudi<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Skrida, Mikla<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Kayax, Sacrifice House<br/><strong>When: </strong>Early Morning<br/><hr/><br/>Huffing at Skrida and Mikla's retreating backs, Nilteni was quick to catch up to them, squeezing between them and giving a full body shake to let them know he was not to be turned away so easily. While he was tired from his patrol of the pack's lands, he still wasn't at the point where rest was necessary; it was possible for him to hold out until late into the night. At the very least he could curl up somewhere warm later on to catch a nap if he needed.<br/><br/>As they walked, Nilteni thought back to Skrida's earlier words and pondered at them, wondering if just maybe he was reading too much into them. It wouldn't be the first time, and most likely not the last, and he decided to just wait it out and see. Son' Lahleli would know, which meant he would have to stay at the house after tonight's festivities to get her opinion.<br/><br/>He sighed and shook his head lightly, snout pointing down towards the ground as they quickly came up to the Sacrifice house. Soon Nilteni would have to speak with Son' Lahleli about his spending more and more time away from home, but for now he'd help the pack prepare for tonight in any way he could.