after all [Ashmedai]

At bringing up the eastern lands, the male seemed not to understand. Apparently he hadn't seen them. No matter, it wasn't so different from the ones here. She put the rest of that train of thought aside, dismissing it for now. The man seemed surprised that Glaciem had been brought up, and was quick to dismiss the pack. Isardis had been one cunning man, from what she had heard. Though, he might have been too young to know of his reign. He explained that he meant a pack called Yfir, which was rather unfamiliar to the woman. Apparently she hadn't been paying much attention in her travels. Surely she should have noticed a pack full of giants.

He added that he didn't follow the customs of his own family. She offered a tiny smile, nodding in agreement. She was definitely the oddball of the family, anyways. Svetovid had disappeared, and he hadn't come to their homeland like she had.

"Well, my coat is a little too thick to live in the south." The ghost said. "Besides, there aren't many contenders for territory in the area. I can roam as I please." She added, nodding to the barren tundra that seemed to surround them on all sides. When the male introduced himself, his name seemed to be just as interesting as his coat. Ashmedai. He proceeded to ramble a little, though it didn't bother her much. She had time, and nowhere to be after this. Ashmedai asked about her family, and whether they lived nearby, perhaps running Glaciem.

"Lirika Vera Lunashka is my full name, but you can just call me Lirika." She introduced herself with a dip of her head. Haunches would lower to the ground, tail draped over the ice underfoot. "As for my family, we reside mostly in the area to the northeast of Auster. Quite far away, actually. A man by the name of Isardis ran the Glaciem that I mentioned, I'm not sure if you know of him."