I'll speak a little louder, I'll even shout

Seiko wasn't quite sure they wanted to head back home so quickly after the Hallows bonfire festival. The wolves were were so strange, so different from the ones back home in Tojo-kai... staying a bit longer and observing them was a tempting thought indeed. From here the young wolf could see the castle in the distance, its outline stark against the clear blue sky. Between themselves and the castle was a wide stretch of sand, untarnished by much beside shells and driftwood that had washed ashore. The ocean here was so different than Auster's southern ocean, the water relatively clear here, not clogged with kelp and sea creatures like theirs back at home.

Moving slowly down the shoreline and away from the castle, they paused when they spotted a familiar figure up ahead. Whatever the wolf was doing was seemingly lost on her, at least from this distance, though it looked to Seiko like they might just be... enjoying themselves? Was she laughing? Strange. Nose wrinkling ever so slightly, they continued the path they'd been walking.

Only when they got closer did they dip their head in respectful greeting. Torn between getting to know some of the wolves here and keeping to themselves, the former won out. Seiko wanted something interesting to rub in their siblings' faces when they returned home; they were eager to brag about the experiences they'd had here to the ones who hadn't wanted to make the journey. "Afternoon," they greeted the yearling, respectful enough, though a little awkward too.