Meeting the neighbors

Lurid walked along with Requiem, admiring the way his muscles rippled with each step he took. She would have to remember to make him a crown of some sort. Storing that thought for later, Lurid focused on the task at hand. This Armada was an important pack to meet, already they had sent a diplomat in the form of a dark red female, so it was important they come to show themselves to the Warlord. As long as she had been living here she had heard of the Armada and the Fatalis family and had even run into one of them - though the encounter was short-lived. Still, they were her closest neighbors and needed to be on good terms.

Lurid stood beside Requiem, brushing her pelt against his. He gestured for her to take the lead, and she didn't hesitate to call forth the Warlord. "And now we wait." She said to her Haihefa, sitting down to wait until the alpha of the Armada to show up. Looking around, Lurid wondered at the size of the trees, she had never been here before, but now she wished she had been. It was beautiful here. Was the pack here indifferent to the old-growth trees? Holographic lavender eyes fell on Requiem once again, "It is pretty here, don't you think?" A small grin crossed her features, to the red devil beside her it would mean something dark, but to anyone else, it would seem like an innocent expression.