Growing sideways

Home. It was a concept Nami hadn't had in a long while, and one she hadn't cared to stop and think too much about. The world was her home, at least in her mind, all the lake and ponds and waterways in between. She came and went where she pleased, but she'd thought long and hard about Hanzo's proposal. His pack needed a good fisher to help provide, and she'd explained her membership might not be permanent but that she'd more than pull her weight in the meantime.

It sounded like a good distraction while she waited for Jynn's treasure-hunting plans to either pan out or not, and the prospect of meeting some new faces was admittedly exciting to her. She wondered if most of the wolves Hanzo had following him were like him, serious and collected in a way she could never be. She just hoped she'd fit in, but if Nami was anything it was friendly to a fault, and she knew she'd put all of her effort into fitting in here and making a good impression on the wolves she met.

As she stepped over the borders she let loose a call for Hanzo to alert him of her presence, provided he hadn't decided against her joining. If she decided to come greet her so be it, but if not that'd be okay too. She just wanted to make herself known, hopeful that someone would decided to see who the newcomer was as she poked around the bay, sniffing at the edge of the sand.