The Earth and The Fire

Raisa's ears perked at the male's calm, sweet way of speaking. He was not aggressive or defensive, but seemed... complacent. Malleable, even. She smiled athim and approached, coming to sit just before the shorter lupe. She was long used to being larger than most males, and it did not perturb her in the least bit. As he introduced himself, Raisa smiled. "Your companion?" she asked, intrigued. She looked around the clearing and smirked. "I see no one, but I suppose I might take your word for it. My name is Raisa Xanilov." She could see no real reason the male would lie, but she had met many kinds in her travels. She looked down to where Koros stood, seemingly struck by her frank demeanor and easy-going manners. She wasn't harrassing this male at all. "Come now, don't be rude! Introduce yourself!" The fox spluttered, and turned to Kar, dipping into a quick bow, barely more than a bob down and back up. 'I am Koros, head steward to the noble house of Xanilov. It is wonderful to meet you, Kar.' He passed another quick glance between the fae and the brute. What had gotten into his bitter Queen?