Stavanger Bay Forget what we're told

Leadership arrived in the form of a hulking brute, feral in his appearance and a huge mound of walking muscle. Such a difference was it from the tiny dragon girl that had ruled Ryujin, she was almost taken aback a moment. This would be different, much different, then dealing with the woman, she knew that immediately. 

It was half instinct, half respect, that caused her to dip her head, ears and stature lowered as she bowed in deference to the sea king. After a moment, when he spoke as to her intentions, did she speak, her words interrupted, on occasion, by the cries of gulls above. "Greetings, sir. I am Fluer, and I seek a pack. Something drew me to your borders, something I can not name." she said, hoping it was appropriate for her to speak such. She didn't know what had led her to the borders, made her bypass the first pack she came across. Why she had even stopped here. Instinct, perhaps.

She hoped that her specific skill set was needed, she was no great fighter, though proficient, and a good, but average hunter.  After a moment, she spoke again, saying, "I can offer my knowledge of plant, herbs, and the stars. I am an adept fighter, a good hunter." she spoke bluntly and to the point, never one for small talk, truly.