Har har har! Mine is an evil laugh! Now die!

Red - that was the first thing she noticed about the male. That, and tall, but she was used to tall. She was not used to the red, particularly a shade that was deeper than her own. It was quite a stunning shade, and the first time that Lillie had seen another red wolf such as her. It was quite hte handsome shade, and he'd fit easily into her family - with her mother having the shades of red, and now this man.

He'd greet her first - and not in English. It sounded familiar, the lilt of the language, but she couldn't identify it; not with one word, anyways. She presumed it meant hello, and she'd dip her head in a return greeting. "Hello," she replied softly. "My name is Lillianna - who are you?" she questioned, curiosity in her gaze. Mostly, she was hoping he'd speak more of that language. It would be nice to identify why it sounded so familiar.