Well wasn't this a treat? More strange scents. Kaliska's eyes narrowed as she paused on her morning patrol route. It seemed she couldn't complete a single route without running into at least one loner and her luck recently had been to run into crazies and arrogant kings. Letting out a sigh she headed in the direction. Just as she was about to call she recognized Raisa's scent. Good! She just hoped it wasn't their dear friends from Glaciem coming with more threats. While she didn't mind Isardis' play on words he was far to serious and full of himself for her tastes. Boy? she'd just love to bite him right in the crotch and sending him squeaking off into the sunset.
Trotting into the clearing Kaliska greeted her queen with a nod before turning to see another pair of strange wolves. A greyish male and an ancient white female. Liska gapped, her draw dropping open. "WOW? you are ancient! You must be really, really smart. Are you a wise woman? Can you see the future? Can-" Kaliska's trap slammed shut as the little voice inside her her head thumped her soundly between the eyes. Right, manners, grace? all that jazz.
Clearing her throat she tried again. "Sorry, I don't know what got into me. Kaliska Kaltharsis, Ebon Knight."
