Deepwood Weald Construct my summer home.

Oh... let down again. Well, she thinks, it was her fault for getting her hopes up in a foreign land. His questions seem eager as he demands her name, what she knows of Moonspear. Sorry, I... my name Huā. I empress of Yuèlóng... from the beach. I come try make alliance... She explains, then an uncomfortable pause. 

But, no alliance. Hydra, she not like me because... um, the, the heat. She says, the story still feeling strange as it exits her mouth. She complements her words with a little wave of her tail, as if to accentuate the scent further- still not wholly aware of the effect it could have on her companion.