Damnable Curiosity

The arriving footsteps set the dark fae's ear twitching. She looked up just in time to see a light furred fae part the grass before her. She put a paw before Koros, surreptitiously blocking an easy path of access between he and this stranger. She appeared friendly, but Raisa would take no risks with his life. For all that she was frustrated with him, he was far and beyond the most precious companion she had ever known. Her bi-colored eyes flicked over the woman quickly, trying to take her measure. "Whatever title suits you, I suppose. I am a dethroned Queen, as it happens, and a Queen without a Queendom is not worth much." She shrugged, as if it did not bother her. "And who might you be?"