Sleeping Dragon It's top shelf, man. It's top shelf.

Lucia could smell her presence before she had even appeared, and when she did, she was as striking as she had imagined her to be. Definitely a wolf of power, definitely the Heda. Her thoughts were confirmed as Wildfire spoke on her behalf, moving to the side of the dark she-wolf. She knew she was being evaluated, in a sense, catching a glimpse of Thuringwethil's eyes but not making eye contanct.

"Hello, it's nice to meet you," she smiled, trying to take the nervous edge off her tone. Her pose was not challenging -- stance lowered and tail down, though still attempting to seem friendly instead of scared. Admittedly, she was pretty intimidated. She waited for Thuringwethil to speak before saying anything herself, not wanting to start blabbering or rushing ahead.