For a while Aláwo allowed herself to be wrapped up in the peace and tranquillity of the land as well, a good day it seemed she was happy in her calm isolation rather than feeling too worried and lonely by it. On her back however Niyara was still being more attentive and would soon catch sight of the other wolf wandering through the lands and for a moment she would study the individual who it would seem was oblivious to having company here. "Aláwo. Wo, nibẹ ni miran Ikooko. Niyara warned her company softly.
It had been a while since Aláwo had seen another of her kind and certainly even longer still since she had found one that she could trust. She would find herself tensing at Niyara's words even before her own gaze shifted to fall upon the other wolf. To no surprise it wasn't a figure that she recognised, from here she had no way of knowing whether it was a Northerner invading the Southern lands or a similarly lost soul like herself she would grow wary all the same however, preparing herself for the worst rather than optimistically hoping for the best.
