Flames of Power

Hackles crept up as she caught the sound of another wolf approaching.  Well, that wasn't what she was planning on and she eyed the woman, debating if she was a friend of the mans or a stranger.  Valdís guessed the later, judging from the way the older woman was looking him up and down as if he were a fresh drink of water this was probably the first time she'd laid eyes on him.  Even so, it made her uncomfortable to have to deal with two strangers at the same time but she didn't let it show.  She dipped her head in a polite, reserved greeting before turning her attention back to the man but she kept the strange woman in the corner of her eye just in case.  

She didn't know what to make of the woman's mysterious way of speaking and when the male spoke she found herself having to pick words out from his heavy accent.  He was dangerous, she could tell that much in the way he held himself but she refused to show weakness.  What kind of Thyre would she be if she turned an ran?  One like her mother?  She scoffed at the idea.

"Y WUD A MONSTIR VANT TO ZUMMON A LEZER ENTITY?"

A playful grin slowly split her maw, her teeth flickering in the dim light. "Oh?  To boss around of course.  Don't 'monsters' have servants from time to time?"  Her guard was up.  So he thought himself a monster did he?  His attention would shift to the other woman and Valdís would fall silent as they spoke their cryptic phrases, her eyes taking in the shifts and movements of their bodies.

"Do you two have names or did the spirits not grace you with any?"