Che cosa sto facendo?

This one was... young. And shy. She chuckled softly to herself. She didn't really remember seeing this one at the meeting; she certainly didn't know his name. "I'm Vali Lasair," she introduced, her head dipping in greeting. "And you are?" she would question, before stepping towards him. She was Abaven; he was Abaven - there was nothing to fear here, unless it was the awful sopping ground that threatened to eat her paws all the time. As she neared, she noted the white markings underneath his eyes and the nose-stripe; he was definitely a Destruction. On one of Bass' children? She knew the Destruction family was huge, but she also knew that Bass' first litter had recently turned two and that this boy looked about that age.