Emberwood coquilles.

Lumiya could relate all too well to not being accepted by family - she'd been cast out of her own, but had found a new one instead. She did not uphold her old family's traditions, nor did she think herself related to them anymore. Despite this, she had kept their name - for she would be the Melonii to break the chain of hatred and pain. She'd bring chance for the better to this realm, watch it bloom from afar while expecting nothing in return. She couldn't yet, not with the Saints present, but once that evil had been conquered she knew spirits would soar and Fate would bless her court.

She dipped her muzzle. It's very nice to meet you. She spoke sweetly, meaning it. Stryx's title was a mouthful, but it sounded sophisticated. She smiled then. Thank you - if you're done with this place, please let me show you our forest.