Sequoia Coast This is some weird lookin' dirt...

While Lunaria didn't know exactly what she was expecting to happen, one thing she was anticipating were Huā and Aiolos asking her to leave. So when the opposite happened, the fae simply blinked in surprise. 'Doesn't make a big difference' she says. Maybe its because Luna had her run-ins with snobby individuals in the past that felt entitled to respect simply because of rank, but Huā seemed humble despite that; Humble, kind, and awfully beautiful might she add. The empress was one that another would either aspire to be or dream to be with. Of course, Lunaria wouldn't dare start daydreaming such frivilous ideas about a woman who was clearly out of her league, the thought still made her giggle to herself with an unbeknownst flusteration — as if she was some kind of giddy yearling.

Lunaria then turned her attention toward Aiolos, who'd informed the she-wolf that him and Huā were simply scouting the area. Although, the mention of 'ocean' was met with a look of confusion from the dark damesel. "Oc....ean? Is that what you'd call this strip of land? I'm afraid I'm not familiar with it..." she said with her cranium tilted to the side in puzzlement. The sire seemed to know well what it was since he lived here, so Luna assumed she'd just been living under a rock her whole life not — or, in this case, living in the mountains her whole life.