be of use, redeemed and wasted

She stared at the man with a smile, dipping her head in return. "Hajimemashite." Sayuri gave, a polite and informal hello. It was akin to saying 'nice to meet you!' in her native tongue without actually saying it. The other wolf did not look very koi - though that hardly mattered at all, did it? She was just used to the splotched reds and blacks on their coats. He did sport the russet-red, white and black she was accustomed to seeing around.

"I am Chiba Sayuri" Ono Askell, yes, she would remember "I have been for a few weeks, yes, a member" She obviously had not met many Tojo-Kai wolves if she was considered new still. Sayuri rose from her sitting position, hit by the tiger's scent and some ruffled fur on Askell's shoulders. She tilted her head somewhat "has there been a scuffle nearby?" she asked of him, wondering if her sparse healing skills would be needed. Surely if she was needed, someone would call out or for her specifically.

"Speech!"
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