Nachi

It had been some time since Tupit's death, but no amount of time would revive Nachi's crippled state of mind. Forever, she was destined to roam the world in a frame of insanity and disillusion. This led the wolfess to no end of trouble when it came to dealing with her own species, and even moreso when she tried to steal their young.

Feeling lost and miserably alone, Nachi traveled the Ashen Domes in search of someone to call a friend; someone not of canid blood. If no friend was to be found, Nachi would find her own way to dilude her emptiness.

.battered.

A low snarl could be heard as the cougar raced away from the eskers. .battered. raced as fast as he could to the Ashen Domes and saw Nachi. He bristled wondering if the fae was one of Eternals allies or if she was one of Eternals enimies. A soft growl escaped him and he said in a menacing tone "Who goes there and who are you allied with?" Maybe Nachi could remember that not to long ago she had spoken with Eternal although it had been for a short amount of time.

Nachi

Nachi watched the cougar approach, her fur bristled just slightly out of defensive fear. Strangely, instead of anger, there was a light of great interest as she looked upon Battered. "Nachi goes here." The wolfess responded, her eyes flickering from one feater of Battered to another. "And I'm affiliated with the bears, the cats... my brother." Probably not the answer he was looking for, but Nachi took his question differently. Throughout her life, her own species; the wolves, were the enemies. She loved the bears most of all, for one of their kind had raised her and her brother Cavan.

.battered.

He stared at Nachi for a minute then said softly "And who is your brother?" He had no clue who this wolfess was but he planned to find out for if word got out that he had let an enemy escape....He would be in for it,

Nachi

"Cavan is his name." Nachi replied, her eyes now fixed to his in an almost worshipping way. She had been good friends with two cougars from the Breve Ridges a while ago, but something had happened to them; now she was looking for someone else to idolize. Still, she had no clue why he was questioning her, and she was quite lucky that she hadn't run into any anti-wolf predators... so far.

.battered.

He nodded. Cavan was not an enemy. He wasnt an ally either bit that was ok. He noticed Nachi's look and said softly "What?" The male didnt know that she prefered specis besides her own but the look she was giving him was creeping him out a touch. She wouldnt stop...Staring.

Nachi

Not noticing how her staring was affecting him, she went right on doing it, "Oh, nothing. Say, what's your name?" Nachi asked next, flicking her tail slightly in a way she had seen Chazerath, a snow leopard from of hers, do before. She was a smart wolf, but rather daft in the area of how a normal wolf should act.

.battered,

He stared at her his yellow orbs unerving a silent hunger in them. ".battered. and What is yours?" The male stared hard at her his tail curling around his side. He sat tall and proud watching her carefully in case she tried to pull any tricks on him. "And where did you come from? I have never seen one act like you." He was speaking of the way she moved her tail and how she watched him so closely.

Nachi

"Nachi." She replied lightly, before a quick defiance lit up in her eyes and she raised her muzzle up in a regal, proud sort of manner. "I... I grew up..." Now she hesitated and a faint frustration flickered over her expression, "I grew up with Athara, of the Emerald Pines." Her true origin was with the Sedge Creek pack, daughter of Storm Alarm and Glider. Sister to Cavan, Jais, Railu, and a nameless sister who had been killed by Athara. All this she denide; to her, Cavan was her brother, as was Drakar. And Nyx was her sister. It didn't matter to her that the latter two were actually kodiac bears. Her true pack was dead; all except Jais, and she planned to kill him sooner or later anyway.

Nachi

For a split second, Nachi's eyes flickered away from their obessive stare at Battered. Her ears turned to a distant tune, straining to catch the meanings of it. Then she turned back to the cougar with an expression that was mixed between anxiousness and regret; regret that she was going to part ways with him, but anxious because she was about to meet up with someone else...

"I'm sorry, I have to excuse myself. We will meet again?" It was sort of a question; Nachi had all intents of locating Battered later. Someone new to worship! "See you soon!" And with that, the quarky shewolf dashed away.