Hard to believe

Saying Seiko felt out of her element here would be a vast understatement. Seeing the vast number of wolves here - most celebrating, some fighting amongst themselves - was overwhelming. Even as a young child, she hadn't really been one to play very much, preferring to wrestle with her siblings and try to best them over playing childish games. The upbringing she and her siblings had received hadn't given much room for.. well, things like this. Her eyes roved over the games and food that had been prepared, but Seiko wasn't interested. They had plenty of food of their own at home, and she was perfectly capable of feeding herself, anyway.

Trying to comprehend the pleasantries as she wandered a fair distance from the rest of the crowd, her eyes landed on a dark coated yearling. Most of the wolves here were unremarkable, at least to her - there were wolves of all colors, some even rainbow, and some weren't even wolves at all. But none of them really impressed her though, except for Wylan, who sported a pair of... wings. Seiko blinked, staring for a long time to blink the blurriness caused by the smoke's fire away. It took her a long while to be convinced she wasn't just seeing things, but even then she wasn't so sure. Wolves could have wings? Her jaw unhinged slightly, though she clamped it shut quickly when she realized the wolf had seen her staring. Well, shit.