Tatiana

The ground under her feet, summer-soft leaves and light crumbly dirt, shifts as she adjusts her weight back. Her Frostbite Hummingbird, next to her ear, moves to flutter around her in a circle. She laughs and nudges it back with her nose. "Don't be nervous, all we're doing is going out for a little walk." She'd said her brief goodbyes to her brother already, nuzzling his shoulder and receiving in return a reluctant grumble and the comforting weight of his head resting on hers for a few quiet moments. To tell the truth, they aren't really going on just a walk. It's a bit of a journey, from her clan to her destination, but pressure has reached a fracturing point and she's the best negotiator they've got.

She'd insisted on not taking away any competent claws for their clan - they need all the working dragons they can get - for a bodyguard, because she can serve as both diplomat and figurehead, being leader of their clan, but she has to make a conscious effort to ignore the strange sounds coming from behind bushes and in the trees. Arcane dragons aren't meant to trek through Nature territory, but it's what she has to do for the good of everyone in her clan, and so she will. She has her familiar at her side, and the memory of her brother's worried face (he does worry, too much, but he never lets anyone besides her notice) to keep her company. She'll be fine. She hopes.

When she arrives, she's greeted by a fellow spiral. His enthusiasm and odd mannerisms put her at ease, and she giggles along with his gesticulation and excited loop-flying. He's a nice contrast to her brother's brooding silence, although she - no, she's only been away half a day, she can't let herself miss home already! She lets herself be led to the clan leader's living quarters, and bows to a leafy-themed Guardian.

"Hello. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."