Silvertip Mountain All good. I'm normal, guys.

Not at all!! <3

Zaria looked up when someone approached her. The slender female watched the other female. She was not that good with them, most of the females she knew when she was young were her slaves back in the Dorthran pack. She grew up with quite a different culture. The only female she did look up to was Kivi she had been her trainer. Zaria wondered if any of the Dorthran wolves were still around. Not that she wanted to prove anything but she left being rejected from their pack and now she was the queen, the Khaleesi, anyways. The girl quirked up her lips but then decided to put her focus back to the female. She was with Fitz at the time right? Zaria was surprised how slightly fearful she looked. Zaria couldn't really remember what she did. It was mostly a blur.

"Hello," she greeted back, now realizing she didn't know who this was. Was this Atari? Or the other ones? They had quite an influx of new ones lately. "What is your name?," she asked. When she spoke she had quite an accent, her dorthran accent, but Zaria was smart enough to learn the common tongue. It took awhile for her to understand. Chaska had helped a lot with his stories. Zaria was pleased to hear that this female was honored to meet her. Zaria already had too much an ego but this one was just petting it into something bigger. She raised her chin proudly. Yes she was an honor to meet indeed. Zaria could only agree. "Are you settled in? You like the mountain?"