The fae had just returned from a hunt, burying her catch in a new cache she'd found on her way to the heart of the territory. The sounds of dripping water surrounded her as the ice crystals lining the willow branches began to melt, creating an alluring melody that was hard to ignore. She could not decide on whether she'd liked the soft tinkling of the crystals being blown against each other in winter, or the more calming noises spring had brought with her more.

Loinnir couldn't care less about the noises of the forest, he was much too busy pruning himself vigorously after flying for a while as his mode of transportation was out hunting. He glared at her from under his wing. Oh yes, how dare I leave you to provide for our pack. She nodded sarcastically. One day you'll see that this exercise will be beneficial for your health - or do you want Lale to think you're fat? She poked, upsetting the bird further but eventually both gave up their bickering.

It was then she heard the call of a vaguely familiar voice, but Lumi could not place where she'd heard it before. Curiously, the fae fluttered to the borders to find the blonde coat of Bridget. It took her a while before she could put it all together - the cream accents, the unusual mask, the wing-like marking - but she got there in the end. Bridget? Is that you? She asked carefully, but with a warm smile.

Lumi smiled at the comment of confirmation, glad to see another familiar face. The other was looking well, much like the other faeries she'd recruited along the way - she reminded the little Lumi of Orla, in the way she seemed so confident and comfortable in her own skin. Indeed — Some faerie folk and me are building a court here, not unlike the one you hail from. She informed chipper and proud of her achievements thus far. The others told me they were sent away, is that the case for you, too? She asked, again, carefully as to not cross a line somewhere.

It was nice to hear that Bridget had not suffered the same fate as the others, instead choosing departure herself. Lumi could understand why it must've been suffocating to live in such a large group of wolves, and with every year more would spawn. Their philosophies were too unique and peaceful to be lost in the heap of minds - the new queen hoped to keep them.

Well, I was hoping I would not have to send souls away due to overpopulation. She explained in a softer tone. Therefore stricter breeding rules shall apply here - as for the old court's philosophies and traditions, I'd like to keep them the same.

The fae smirked ever so slightly - silently in awe of the other's confidence. She wished she had had that kind of confidence growing up, but at least she was getting better at not putting herself down too much. She was still too considerate and kind, but so far only her parents had proven it to be a wasteful endeavor.

Indeed - it means a lot to me that you are willing to help us. She replied sincerely. The golden female truly was an asset, even though she came with some spice. Hopefully she'd be less good at upsetting the young queen than Orlaith who had found a way to toe the line with her.

Lumi's formal attitude and manner of speaking came from her mother most likely - she'd yet to have a negative reaction towards it from someone else and therefore didn't know it was kind of... tiring sometimes. Now that she wasn't shunned for speaking out loud anymore, she did it quite a fair bit and it was even better knowing that others wanted to listen.

"Rad" was a word that wasn't included in her large dictionary, but she assumed it meant something similar to "cool" or "okay". She smiled. That would be lovely, but make sure you settle in well. I'd hate to have you overwork yourself. She advised sincerely, turning then to the forest expecting the fire faerie to follow. Perhaps a tour would suffice?