Boartusk Heights the first step

The lack of aggression in the stranger (now named Lulua'ina), coupled with the female's warm smile, brought a warm aura to the otherwise frigid environment, convincing Nika to calm herself further. All traces of alarm faded from her features, replaced by a neutral yet catious demeanor. Really, even if her fear had been justified, after seeing how easy going and light hearted this stranger was, the girl felt silly for reacting the way she did, and could only hope tipping her chin up and squaring her shoulders would be enough to restore her dignity. Certinaly not a good first impression for a lady such as herself.

The term "heir" definitely caught the girl's attention, causing her brows to briefly arch with interest. Was this - how did she say it - "Ke Aupini", another kingdom...? Furthermore, should she be intimidated by being in the presence of another heiress? She didn't bother to interupt the other with these inquries, instead just listening patiently, assuming they would be answered in due time. 

What came next hardly registered anything in the yearling's mind. She didn't entirely know what "the Wilds" meant; surely it was a place of some sort, but she had no clue as to where it was. Here, there in "Ke Aupini", somewhere else...? When she brought up rebuilding a "pack", it took the youth a few moments to realize she meant the thing she was heiress to. Indeed, even Andornika Meronique, bourne of a kingdom, knew what packs were, but in her scarce knowledge of them, considered them to be rather primitive. They weren't as grand as kingdoms, more like a small group of wolves banding together for survivival, only hoping they would one day be as grand. She concluded being an heiress to that wasn't as worthy as being an heiress to a throne, so the question of this wolf's importance ceased.

Now it was her turn to answer the questions of name and origin, causing Andronika to freeze momentarily. She decided this Lulua'ina had nothing to do with the wolves that killed her loved ones, but it still seemed like a bad idea to give her identity away... What if word somehow traveled back to them? What if they found her and she ended up just like her parents? The unsettling image was enough to send a chill down her spine... yet... The teachings of her parents echoed in her brain, speciifically her mother's. Her lineage was nevertheless important: being a Meronique was not something she should hide, and it would be disgraceful to introduce herself as anything less. She didn't want to draw too much attention to herself, yet at the same time knew she was made to stand high on a pedestal. Her pride ended up overriding her fears, reminding her who she was and how she should be acting.

She took a bold step forward, puffing out her chest and straightening her back, mimicking the regal pose she'd seen her mother pull thosands of times, though it looked a little less regal with the youth's awkward frame. "I am Andronika Meronique, princess of the New Meronique Kingdom." She paused briefly after that noble introduction, as if she believed the words needed a moment to truly soak in.

Having decided this wolf was not a threat, Andronika was able to think more clearly about what she wanted to say to the other, and the first thing that occurred to her was gathering information. She was lost, was she not? Surely this female could enlighten her on this new world...

"I too am rather far from my home... Tell me, Lulua'ina of Ke Aupini, what do you know of these lands?" She turned her head to face the view, once more locking her gaze on the landscape sprawling out before them.