<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e9/Reia-SonLahleli_Posting02.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Son' Lahleli<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Tsaghani Udzaey, Skrida<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Outside the Alpha House<br/><strong>When: </strong>Night, Sixth Day of the Hunger Moon<br/><hr/><br/>"Alright, I'm coming, please do not do anything rash I am not here to harm anyone." A deep unfamiliar voice sounded from just around the tree and Son' Lahleli shifted her stance so she was facing it, stepping back a few paces as she did so. Moments later a tall man, a wolf, came out from the shadows, a thick cloak made of bear hide covering him almost from head to toe. His face was hooded, but from what she could make out, he seemed young, sad almost. Over one shoulder he carried a bow and a quiver of arrows, over his other was a faded and roughed up pack, most likely holding his other supplies.<br/><br/>"My name is Tsaghani Udzaey," Son' Lahleli snapped her eyes back up to his face from where she'd been staring at his body, taking him in. A light flush rose up on her cheeks and she squared her chin, using the small difference in height between them to seem all that more imposing. "A weary traveler who has come in hopes of finding a place to rest from all my travels." He nodded lightly towards the Alpha House, hands still held up to show he was unarmed. "Is your pack holding a special meeting or is anyone welcome?"<br/><br/>His voice and heartbeat told her that he was being honest and the weary way he held himself spoke of exhaustion, physical and possibly emotional. She straightened up, not completely at ease but also not as tightly strung as she had been. The blush still tainted her cheeks and she met his eyes square on, not allowing this sudden bout of fluster to diminish her in his eyes. "I am Son' Lahleli," she paused, biting her lip lightly as she debated telling him where he was and what was going on inside the Alpha House but then decided that was best left up to Ts'itu, "welcome to our village. I will take you to our Alpha, she will answer your questions. Follow me."<br/><br/>The tone she used let him know that it was not a choice and with that, she started walking back towards the Alpha House, all senses on high alert. Son' Lahleli kept the strange wolf, Tsaghani, well within her range of vision, not wanting to miss it should he try anything. Ahead she saw Skrida and one of the new sacrifices reaching the door of the Alpha House and before he could open it she called out to him, knowing it would be better not to leave the stranger unattended. "Skrida!" Turning to the other wolf she motioned for him to stop and gestured to a small patch of shadow, indicating that he should move to it. "Stay out of sight, I don't want to cause undue alarm within my pack."<br/><br/>Once he had moved she glanced back at Skrida and gave him a tight smile, stepping closer to him, all senses still tuned in to their unexpected guest. "Skrida, I need you to find Ts'itu e'e Son," the use of her full name would let him know this was important and even potential dangerous, "and tell her that I need to see her out here right away. Don't make a big show, we don't want to alarm the others." A pause and then her lips quirked in a more genuine manner, "I know that Nilteni is in there waiting for you, keep an eye on him for me?" Not that she really needed to ask, Son' Lahleli knew that the man would be more than happy to watch Nilteni, but it was a way of ensuring that Skrida would stay inside.<br/><br/>She waited until he was inside, the female sacrifice ushered in as well, before turning to the new wolf. Son' Lahleli wondered at who he could be. He did seem pretty young, but there was a world weariness to him, as if he carried too much weight on his shoulders. Without really thinking she stepped closer to him and before she could stop herself words spilled out of her mouth. "Have you traveled far?" Immediately she fell silent again, jaw setting in frustration at herself. Never before had anyone flustered her, let alone gotten her to speak without prompting. It wouldn't be much for anyone else, but for Son' Lahleli it was like laying herself as open as a book.<br/>