The willows chattered excitedly. The princess had emerged. Titania turned her head to see this lady. She slightly bowed, kind emerald pools gazing at the princess. She was a larger wolf, certainly taller than Titania and her cousin, though being large and muscular the princess was dressed in a fur of pure white, painted in black lines. Titania admired the princess's beauty, glancing down at her well worn dust-covered black fur. What a mess she was in front of the princess, she quickly ruffled her fur, sending a cloud of brown dust in the air. Hopefully no-one saw that. Well, except for Dusk, who's probably covered in it.
The princess had asked for their names. For the white brute's and hers. What would the princess think when she found out that she was Dusk's cousin? Too close of a bond? But she would say her name anyway. Who cared?
"I am Titania Oaks," She spoke clearly, standing proudly beside her family member, exchanging a glance with him. With a flick of her luxurious tail, she would finish. "Cousin of Dusk."
The other stranger had stated that his name was Winter, reminding her of the freshly fallen snow of that season. It quite suited him perfectly with his soft cloud-like fur. Ah, Winter, that name floated in her mind. Now there was probably a Summer, Autumn and Spring running around? Ha. What an imaginative mind she had.