She’s not entirely sure how she’s the first one here. The girl who hasn’t even officially been accepted into the herd is the first one to attend the guy who just materialized out of a bolt of lightning. Maybe he’s not important, but he sure as hell sounds and looks important. The way he bellows for them and you know, materializes from lightning. Also he sounds pissed, though that does not deter her.

Really though, she’s pretty sure she just happened to be in the right (or maybe wrong, depending on how you look at it) place at the right (again, maybe wrong) time. She’d been loitering around the Basin with nothing to do because it was quiet as hell here apparently, or maybe everyone had already figured out to steer clear of her. Either way, she was loitering, doing nothing because no one had given her anything to do, when that bolt of lightning cracked open the sky close enough for her to see the stallion or God or whatever he was materialize from it.

Which meant she was the first simply by sheer proximity. Maybe she shouldn’t be first. Certainly, it’s safer not to be first. But when has Weaver ever cared about safe? It’s rather hard to kill her, though if this dude is one of their Gods than probably he knows her weakness. Still, she goes. Raven sits nestled in her horns, being largely useless since he’s still so very newborn and tiny. But he’s still Raven, and she can sense curiosity coursing through their bond, just in case she wasn’t curious enough to move her own feet. Raven certainly wasn’t about to miss out, and even though he’s a tiny useless fluff ball, his eyes are sharp and they watch the stallion with interest.

She stops a respectful distance away, leaving room for the members of this herd that are important. One day, that will be her (either in this herd or another, if the Basin doesn’t give her something to do soon). But right now, she is aware that is not her, that she will need to earn her place as everyone else does. She nods in the direction of the dude she assumes is important and powerful, a show of respect, even though she calls him dude in her head since she’s got no idea who he actually is. She says nothing though, simply settling in to wait, figuring at some point this will all make sense.

- weaver -