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Though she had yet to call her pack together, she would be soon. Lurid moved through the halls of her ship, languidly rubbing her scent into the walls, claiming it intimately. There would be no other who could live here without smelling butterscotch and rum for the rest of forever, she would be sure of it. She was on the top deck of the ship when she finished her claiming spree, getting ready to call her pack for a meeting when another call came up. Golden ears perked up as she looked in the direction of the call. Raising her muzzle she called back to the stranger that she would be coming. Lurid moved back through the cavernous halls to their bed chambers, where Requiem sat sharpening his knives. "My love, we have a visitor at our door. They are calling for us." She said it warmly, lovingly as she always spoke to him. Saying nothing else, Lurid moved to find the exit of the ship, setting off with Requiem in tow to greet this new wolf.

Upon arriving where the woman had called from, Lurid gave one look to the monochrome woman and smiled politely. This one was much smaller than she expected, but not as small as her sister. Lurid was not one to underestimate others based on size, but she dwarfed the mostly white woman. Her tail was held proudly over her hips in a display of her position, Lurid giving a small tip of her head. "Hello, you rang?" The greeting was friendly enough, but those holographic lavender eyes said she was guarded. Who was this wolf, why did she call them, what did she want? The devil could not tell if she held ill intentions, but it seemed she didn't. Perhaps it was simply a social call, who knew? She would play her cards close to her chest, nothing would slip passed her guarded expression.