Let's try tapdancing on a landmine... Will it explode?

Lurid sat down as the pleasantries of greetings commenced, not feeling the need to stand for the entire interaction. Another alpha had come to see Mirovis, this one brought praise with her. It was a gift of sorts, she supposed. "Thank you, I was determined during the challenge, and I still carry that same determination." The woman went on to explain that she would like to know about Mirovis, but Lurid was a guarded mother about her pack. She was not called Night Mother for no reason. Medusa had asked the same thing, but she had come bearing gifts that told Lurid she would understand. This woman would not truly grasp what Lurid aimed to do here.

"We are simply a family seeking a stable place to live, of course, others who are like us are welcome, but Mirovis is family." Latin-accented dual vocals were smooth. Her delivery was such that no one could tell she gave a lie, Mirovis was made of the darkest creatures in Boreas, housed and ruled by Lurid. A loaded gun with a highly trained marksman at the trigger. Eventually, she would have the numbers to actually fire this weapon at anyone she wished to. Until then, they remained a secret. A deadly, murderous secret.  "What about your pack?" Dual vocals were again smooth, open curiosity in her eyes. The anger she felt before was gone now, Bellamy of Foi had information she could use later.