butterfly kisses [sparrow/abaven]

A smaller female appeared from the grasses beyond, coloured with hues of oak and alabaster. Next to Lirika, she looked like a child. In fact, she was far closer to Divo's size. It was rare that such a petite wolf would manage to achieve a high rank, like Queen. What a powerful and courageous woman she must be. Not one to be trifled with, despite her friendly demeanour. Thus far, Olya found herself enamoured. Kind, and yet fierce. The perfect kind of leader, in her eyes.

The princess was quick to fall into pleasantries, and then introductions. It was refreshing to interact with someone outside of the Lunashka clan, and their extended family. At the cue of the matriarch, she took a tiny step forward. The ivory femme dipped her head politely to the queen, smiling brightly. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Queen Sparrow." Her accent was quite possibly stronger than Lirika's, with such a husky voice. "We have come here with the intent to repay Lirika's debt to you, for your aid during her pregnancy. I am curious to know if there are any herbs that you might like to acquire, as means of payment for your kindness." Her tail swept lightly against her thighs, cranium cocking to one side curiously. After all, there was a chance that she already had herbalists in the field, as some packs did.

"Which, in turn, begs the question- would you be interested in future trade with us, to follow our payment? The family will be travelling all over these lands, in the forseeable future. It would not be out of the question that we may travel to your pack and make trades along the way." No doubt it was a lot to ask all at once, but Olya was excited. To think, she had only been here a few moons, and she was already meeting with the local leaders. This might be a fortuitous journey, in the end.