Chimera Fields my fingers laced a crown

Cathenna glanced over at Indie casually, she had no idea the woman had followed her and quite frankly wouldn't have cared if she had. The dark female could do as she pleased, "Greetings Indie, long time no see." Cathenna snorted slightly. She was about to explain what was happening when the sea-wolf responded for her. She was at ease with the situation, Cathenna's aunt had been specifically harsh toward males when she had been young. She knew that males were below them, "Males only have one purpose in our society Indie, we keep them around for procreation. They are useless otherwise." Speaking the frequent dialect for these lands, she looked over at the male, waiting to see if he would object, ready if he did. 

Deciding to give her greeting another shot, Cathenna straightened slightly, looking over the unknown female, "Χαιρετίσματα?" She tested the lanugage on the woman, looking in her gaze for recognition of the tongue that was so foreign to these parts and yet sat in her mouth with such ease.