Nuri had just returned from her first scouting of the lands, the day growing thin as night soon took over. For spending only a few hours in the graveyard, she settled to let Chomo and Ausha get to know eachother newly, as well as let Naraka and Ra explore as much as they wished. She knew, while she had seen the lands before her a few times before, it was their first and they had many wonders and adventures to be quenched.

So as she moved on, she slowly padded towards the cliffs of Ausha's main dens, the ones she once spent time within upon the warm pelts beside Chomo. Pausing on the steps, she moved away a bit from the entrance, and settled on a very nice cliff that overlooked the whole graveyard, her eyes skimming the premis while she watched the dusk fog roll in. Her body was relaxed, a small smile ghosting across her maw as she took steady breaths, everything in perfect harmony that made the Firekin appear normal than usual. It was unlike any form she showed to anyone, saving it merely for when she knew she would be truly alone, unafraid that anyone would storm upon her just yet.