Phoenix Maplewood the night begun to shine

The scent was right on it being an ally. She gave a nod of approval while muttering, "I see." While still a bit guarded, her tension eased up just a bit finding out where he was from, thankful that King was from a pack she knew as Morningsides friend. Though she didn't know if that still stood with the rest gone, and one defending the borders. Nontheless, she learned from the short time of being here, it was best to be nicer toward them. However being rigid has always been, and will be her nature. Dropping a serious attitude is not a simple task.

"My apologies," her tone twisted to being a bit more polite, "I am Desdemona, of..." she hesitated, "of Morningside."