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As was typical, the mynah-bird noticed company far before Festivity herself. This was only partially due to inattention on her part as the fire was issuing a considerable amount of smoke as she went about reviving it from yesterday's still-warm coals. Moreover, her mind was dually occupied with preparing breakfast and planning out the upcoming day. However, a quiet chirrup from Valrian was enough to alert the African hybrid of the other canines' presence. Looking up from her chores, the traveler quickly assessed her visitors.
The first fellow had a coat overtoned in the color of autumn leaves and unique markings on his face: perhaps a hybrid of some sort, not unlike herself. Visitor number two had the appearance of a normal wolf but was fully clad in animal hide, a curiosity for this region. Festivity was familiar with clothing and had on occasion been dressed rather elaborately, but on this side of the Atlantic she had rarely seen lupines dressed. She preferred traveling in the nude herself although she recognized cloth's ability to keep out damp and chill. Come winter, her wardrobe might need to be expanded, for her coat was built for tropical regions and was therefore rather thin and coarse.
"Not at all," she replied to both of them in general, indicating that their presence was not in the slightest bit disturbing. Festivity was a highly social creature and loved company as a rule, especially if they were new, different, and had stories to tell. Breakfast portions might be a shade on the meager side but it was also in Festivity's nature to share. The caravan she was raised had shared everything and in the eyes of many her livelihood relied on the charity of others. "I am making breakfast," she returned to the russet fellow who had introduced himself as Leland. If she thought the question at all odd, her strongly accented (but easily understandable) voice didn't betray her. "My name is Festivity and this is Valrian," she indicated to the Bali mynah on her shoulder whose stark white plumage stuck out brilliantly against the dark cloud of her hair. Generally she groomed herself before seeking out company, but today's unexpected guests would have to live with yesterday's hairdo. "You are both welcome to join me if you wish. The tea will be ready soon." She eyed the pot critically, where the water was beginning to simmer gently.