Seeking a Crown to Bow Before

Her cranium would snap to attention as a male wolf appeared and stared her down, his voice demanding her reason for being here. Her violet eyes met his, bold and now a she was a little ticked that he was being so very rude upon their first meeting. But nonetheless, she would be obliged to answer, as any knight would be. "Hola Senor, I have come in search of a home, and if I am not to find one here, just let me know and I'll be on my way." She told him, her voice powerful but still polite. She lifted her cranium to stand at her full height, looking down upon the man with curiosity in her deep purple eyes. What strange markings this one had, they were intriguing, beautiful. She didn't think she would ever get used to seeing the uniqueness of the grey wolf's pelt, and enjoyed looking upon the coat of every one she met. As an afterthought, she let her voice slither from between formidable canines and ebony lips, stirring the air around her dainty muzzle. "So you are not forced to call me stranger, I will offer my name. I am Araceli Iris." She told him, dipping her head respectfully. Based on the dark male's demeanor, she assumed he was of higher rank within this pack, so respect was of the utmost importance here. Her short, ivory dipped banner flicked behind her, and she shifted her pose upon her tall, ebony coated legs so she faced the ebony and ivory man full on, large ears poised towards him in hopes of catching his voice again.