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So this was certainly interesting, was it not. The woman approached, pelt a swirl of muted greys, obviously noticing her pelt like a beacon in the earth-coloured landscape. Aeronwyn stilled, ears flicking in the direction of the other, as she rumbled after her like a bear. She almost wanted to laugh at this over-vigours attempt of marking borders that were not even official, but stilled her voice. She prepared, without changing her stance, for the more than likely potential battle. But the femmes words sent curiosity through her. So they had not gotten to tell their recruits about her yet? Perhaps they deemed her too insignificant. Seconds after the words of the other, Aeronwyn's mind spun.
Perhaps a battle would not be imminent, at least not for a while. 

Her words angered the femme still, as they had when they poured from the mouth of that stupid oaf of a king. But, as she always did, she showed naught her emotions but inclined her head in the direction of the other. "I apologize, I mean no harm to you nor your comrades." She offered an apologetic smile to the grey tones woman, in her whirling thoughts not noticing the femme behind the first. "If you would pardon my curiosity, ma'am, perhaps you could tell of this "royalty"? It is seldom I have heard talk of such things." Her words, as always, flowed from her maw like water, a small smile on her maw as she dipped her head to the other.