Pleased To Meet You, Hope You Guessed My Name
Meet & Greet
She was on the deck of her ship when the call rang out for the alphas of Mirovis, a sigh frosted the air as she moved to go get Requiem if he wasn't already in motion. The visitors were becoming more frequent now, it wouldn't be long before they were going to need diplomats themselves. Perhaps one of her siblings would rise to that particular challenge if they ever showed themselves. Lurid knew they were here, but so far they seemed focused on settling in the northern climate of Boreas. Their homeland was cold too, colder still in the caves. When she reached Requiem, she only looked at him with a smirk, watching him for a moment before speaking.
Moving in unison with her red devil, Lurid made her way below decks to the exit, then towards the caller. The call had come from the southwest, making Lurid curious as to where the woman had come from. So far she had been lax in discovering the lands around her, the sole focus she had was raising Mirovis up from scratch. Maybe it was time to find out where the other packs were. Upon approaching the woman, Lurid noticed three things: her fur, her cloak, and her armor. Should she have worn her own armor? Would this come to aggression?