Having braced herself for rejection, or at least some hostility, Ulilohi smiled in genuine surprise at the female. Bowing her head deeply, she appreciated the kind words. In the past moons, the circumstances had begun to abrade her confidence, causing large bits of it coming off like paint fragments on old pottery. She was grateful that this process did not continue now, as she stood on the packlands of her tribe's previous enemy. She could only hope it persisted, that the members of these packs continued to see her as a new, potential face, rather than the face of someone who represented all past deeds. "Thank you...?" she asked, wondering what her new acquaintance was named.
She smiled as she studied the sullen child, and then the prancing that followed at the mention of his father. "Thank you!" she said enthusiastically to the child, indicating that she would follow when they started walking again. "Lady Lohi" actually sounded pretty good, she thought to herself. So, they were children of the King - Vigilante's? "Ah, you are Vigilante's family, yes?" She had noticed his strange title during her negotiations with him, Savina and Claudius. It was strange, to her, to name oneself King, perhaps because she did not understand leadership without spirituality.
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