Alejandra peered around them, and there was a sudden feeling of comfort as she scanned the lake and the wilderness around them. Yes, there was still the definite threat that came with being in uncharted, enemy territory, but this sort of place was so very her. Her blood pulsed with the desire to run through the brush, to dive into the crisp clear lake.
But she did not. She was with her pack, and they would not be separated.
It was more comforting and familiar feeling the pack so close to her, and she glanced at each of them, giving a gentle nod.
The Irraka called on the Gifts the Lunes had taught her. It was the first time she had used one of them. She felt a shiver of Glory.
Activating Feet of Mist, Running Shadow, -2 Essence