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*Raisa* · 02-20-2014, 07:42 PM

Raisa did not know what to make of the foreigners mannerisms, and for the most part ignored the incongruities. It did not matter to the sooty fae whether or not Katja showed her respect, as she was not one of Raisa's wolves. So the woman let her blunt, distanced demeanor roll off of her like water on a duck's wing. Instead Raisa focused on that which was immediately required of her: speaking of her pack. It was, understandably, one of her favorite topics. A smile graced the Queen's face, images of her territory and the faces of those who dwelt within appearing behind her eyes. "Well met, Katja," Raisa said with a small nod of greeting. Moving on she asked, "What would you like to know? As of this moment we are a small, but close-knit group. We make our home in the Rock Garden. Our ranks are divided by the nobility, knights, and commoners. One who works within the pack may choose to battle with their bodies or their minds." Raisa shrugged, unsure of the detail this dark woman sought. If she had pointed question the Queen would gladly answer them, but as it was she let her words settled on the air and waited for a response.

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