Gimme Shelter

Sirius barks out a genuine laugh and wide blue eyes turn to look up at the Warlord. Keahi’s face feigns shock but joy dances on the corners of her lips and eyes as she watches him wipe away some tears that have sprung to his eyes. As he works to bottle down his amusement, the red wolf teases, “You can laugh?” A wink is given to the leader as she adds, a little more softly, “You should laugh more often. It suits you.” The smile she gives is warm and kind, her words genuine. His next words have her chuckling and she gentle reminds him, “This is only my second season with the pack. But… it is my home.”

Another smile is given before Keahi settles in to listen, nodding to Sirius’s directions. Humming in thought for a moment, she then muses out loud, “I have been to Auster, that is actually where I uh… landed.” She sucks in a deep breath as memories raise to the surface. Taking a moment, she slowly lets out the air and calms her mind before continuing, “I actually have seen the castle and smelled a pack there. It is nice to have a name to associate with it.” The verbal talking through of things helps the tropical wolf to put labels on things that she pulls up her memory.

Once she is satisfied, Keahi looks back up to the Warlord, her gaze having drift to look out over to the landscape at some point and she asks, “Would you like me to wait and guide them back here? Or should I just deliver your message and come back?” This is the red woman’s first official task as a diplomat and she wants to do it right.

"Keahi Mogotsi"