Blacktail Deer Plateau lyrebird

She couldn't quite gauge whether he meant it as a joke or not, yet after a slight hesitation, Koontz decided to treat it as one. Her jaws split into a grin and she laughed lightly at the jest. "Don't worry, the dragons here are disguised as wolves and mind their own business. Just don't mess with their treasure," she quipped back, winking a pale eye. It wasn't like her to be so open with perfect strangers, yet she simply chalked it up to the high spirits brought on by the autumn air.

"Glad to know you, Xerxes. That's a very long title," the young Alpha female replied. Something about the name stuck her as familiar and it niggled at the back of her mind, yet she dismissed it. She paused to let him finish, then lifted her brows inquisitively and asked, "Do you plan to start a pack here?" Why bother establishing connections with the resident packs if he was only passing through, she wondered, even as she marveled at the irony of his impeccable timing.