Let me in, unlock the door

The call of a stranger was nothing unfamiliar the Seracia. The Kingdom was known as a refuge for those who were loyal and pure of heart. And while Epiphron Adravendi-Mathias was no saint, she would never deny a home to someone who needed it, so long as their intentions were good. So it was with a light heart that she made her way towards the source of the stranger's call as it rang out across the range.

She held herself with confidence and poise always, and today was no exception to that rule. Head was lifted in the air, tail curled regally about the woman's back as she caught sight of the trespasser. He had crossed into their territory, but had called politely instead of further intruding. Epiphron's pace increased as she continued closer, coming to halt just feet from the young male.

"Welcome to the Kingdom of Seracia. Queen Epiphron Adravendi-Mathias at your service," she introduced herself, tones possessing a bit of a flirtatious air. But she was ever-guarded, alert to the threat of wolves from Glaciem -- and never knowing if a newcomer was one of them. But his scent was not the least bit familiar. "What can I help you with today?"