Solira: The Ocean: Lycoris

Rhiannon had not been here long enough to be able to distinguish that Lycoris did not smell like the other Jaegers (and perhaps Lycoris had been here long enough to begin to incorporate some of the sea salt into her own smell too) but was delighted to meet the bright bouncy speckled girl - so different in appearance but quite similar in attitude. A delighted smile never leaving her face even as Lycoris leaps towards her. "Hello Lycoris!" A slightly stunned expression crosses the bay's face at the word wolf and momentarily concerned she is talking with someone who is even more insane than she can be - until the speckled girl clarifies she means she is really from Andarin and then she cannot help laughing at herself for thinking the other thought she was really a wolf. "You're learning to be an apprentice?! Me too! Well once I'm assigned a teacher I will be anyway."

She beams back at the other who is now squirming on the spot like she has worms or something before she realises the other is querying where she is from and the answer initially makes her frown slightly before returning to her usual smile. "I don't really remember where I'm from. Before here I was just sort of well there." She bounces a little bit with the wind as if that is sufficient enough of an answer. It's the answer that will have to do though because Rhiannon really doesn't remember any of the other places well enough to name them - she just sort of meandered from place to place for a while. She was always just considered the weird girl who didn't know when to stop talking - or who spoke the truth sometimes perhaps a little harshly instead of considering the feelings of others first (though in Rhi's defence she has gotten much better at that as she's grown older).