Raiha nodded, letting Yakini move a little, going around in circles for a little bit to begin to walk the nerves out. The Firemane was all too eager to do so, having almost pulled herself loose before when he had been roaring and rearing and smacking things around. A smart horse wasn't so inclined to stay bound She struck a nice, clipped walk, and Diallo followed along, staying close to Raiha's side. "I apologize, then, for disturbing your nap," she told him. It really was her fault he'd gotten shot, after all, if he had just been minding his own business... "And getting you shot."
Yakini, thankfully, was used to the grey-white beast, and didn't mind him following along. A predator on your side wasn't such a bad thing, after all. "Let's do that, then. Is your den nearby?" She could only imagine what it looked like, and what he lived in. She followed him regardless, though, into the brush, carefully guiding Yakini after him. Diallo sniffed at him occasionally, but didn't leave the mare's side. This looked like the way they had come, at least. Her cheeks had turned a vivid purple - at least, her whole face had turned a rosy colour from the moment he had moved to face her, and Raiha had swiftly moved golden eyes elsewhere as Kanikra cheered and whooped.
He didn't have a name? "Everyone deserves a name," she told him. Even the other one she shared her life with, constantly, all the time. Kanikra. The black twin. She had her name. But this man... bear... Kelvic... who had saved her life claimed not to have one. Everyone should have a name, something to call themselves... Something besides any random 'hey you' or... the Akontak thought about it as she reached and carefully stroked the goshawk's feathers, caressing a wing with her thumb, thinking it over. Something simple. Short. Something that suited him... fitting. He had saved her life. "Asim, then," she decided.
Protector.