Coming Home

That nose twitched with a familiar scent, no doubt one of the family but one she had seen little of. Those cold orbs soon proved to settle upon a slate blue form, blinking once as she took in the males form. The serpent couldn't place a name upon the face of this mane but it was very clear he knew her name, showing no surprise the dame rose to her full height. In truth she didn't even know what rank she held for being gone for so long, that left ear flicked once. ?Yes, I am Abelinda; however your name is one I do not recall.? The fea titled that head slightly as she gazed over him once again; he had the scent and looks of an Armada, but who was he?