Her lush song had not gone unnoticed, and perhaps now was the time the queen had regards for the hour she had summoned, quietly waiting for what queen held the lands of these oases in the wastes. A silver queen with a coral gaze would arrive to her call, and behind her behemoth frame, loomed an even greater behemoth, a shadow behind her frame, acid green eyes glaring at the tempest. Her coral gaze would rake at her moon-caressed pelt, as would her amethysts back, seeking the framework of both the queen and king. A rich voice would follow their arrival, seeking her reasons of coming and summoning them at such late. Her silvery banner would wave behind her absently, as she reclined, the plume curling about her paws. From her dark lips came a lush accented voice, sung directly to the duo standing before and above her. "I simply have come seeking what leaders rule over the few oases in the western lands." Amethysts happened to catch a glimpse of the silver queen's tail, swinging from side to side, as if she were a cat getting ready to pounce. Cat. The name chimed a little, but she wouldn't jump to conclusions about what she could call this new queen. "Silver queen, you may call me Empyrea, as my name to it's fullest extent is just a bit too lengthy for casual meetings. May I ask what is yours and the shadow king's name?" Lyrics dripped with honey, Italian accents swathing the words in a rich lather. Amethysts poised upon the two, her banner waving gently in wait for a response.
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