Spring. Finally she felt at ease here. Her weight had returned and she was no longer sickly. That meant it was time for her to refine her skills and find things to do around the pack. Misui has it in her mind to possibly see about catching some fish. Not that tojo lacked for them. Truly to her these lands had bee. Blessed by the gods looking after Hanzo. She may not have been strong but shed use her tiny form to provide any support to this dynasty she had found herself in.

Staring at the edges of the water in the bay she frowned. As nice as spring was where the heavens were all the fish? Misui looked up, she really needed to flag someone down. Then she could ask where all yhe best fishing spots were around here.

Unfortunately the nearest wolf to pass by Misui was neither a particularly knowledgeable or skilled fisher. Majima didn't share the same enthusiasm for chasing down prey it seemed many of his siblings did. The thrill just wasn't there for him. It was... Too clean. Not that he knew that was the reason, not yet. Still very much a child he was about as familiar with himself as he was the stranger that crossed his vision. Majima paused on his way, he'd had no real destination in mind and spotting a wolf that, seemed at least a little lost made him hesitate. It was probably a good idea for him to try to help his packmates and at the very least learning their names couldn't hurt. He approached hesitantly, tail lifting slightly in a mirror of the posture his father sometimes exhibited. But he wasn't keen on getting too far into the water, he had yet to really master swimming much beyond flailing his disproportionately long limbs in the water. But as he stepped closer Majima was surprised to find the wolf before him, shorter than even he was only half way through his first year of life, wasn't another pup but seemingly an adult. Though his surprise barely registered as more than a brief lifting of his brows. He called out to her. "Can I be of help to you?" The words where in his mother tongue, the one his father had brought with him. The one both his parents spoke. Majima hoped that was alright, he'd yet to really get a hang of the common language with its strange grammar and hard consonants. It would be fine... Right? Worst case he could manage but he'd rather not have to. "Speech"

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Good someone had shown up. What she wasnt expecting was the young wolf that approached her. At this point she was used to most being bigger than she was. Misui inspected the boy for a moment mentally. His scent carried that of his parents and automatically she was more at ease. Was this what her children would have looked like if they'd been able to live? Misui lit up when he spoke the mother tongue. She hated speaking English on most occasions. So in turn her answers would be the same.

"Im looking for fishing spots. If you happen to know some." she spoke calmly. She wasn't one to give meager smiles but she did suppose she needed to introduce herself. "My name is Misui, tell me who are your parents?" curiosity could get the better of the little lass. She stared back at the water, fish and a nice chat?

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Fortunately, the other wolf to arrive was partially knowledgeable, and training her best to be an excellent fisher. Unfortunately, that was Majima's sister Asahi, the eternally speechless one. She had been trying to sneak up on her brother without him noticing, though he may have noticed her previously, and hoped to practice her pouncing skills on him.

But when he stopped to speak to a packmember Asahi slunk back to her shadows to wait for him to move again. It was then she heard their conversation and the other's request for some fishing spots!

She knew some! Without waiting her turn she bounded out of the bushes alongside Majima and bounced her legs eagerly at them! She started down the beach a few steps, turned back, and threw her head over her shoulder to tell them to follow her. She could lead them to a great fishing spot!