Redsand Canyon idol

Aquene’s eyes widened at the sight of the woman bowing to her. She was no monarch and the action confused her, though she said nothing of it, instead easing back into the conversation. She did not want to question further in case it was some form of social protocol of which she was not aware. She knew her role within Mereo was important, the Matrona and Imperator had made that clear, but she had not thought it that important.
 
She started to explain and Aquene’s grin widened as she looked at it. “I like it. I think that would be a very nice thing to have.” She had thought all of the soldiers to be stuffy and grumpy… but she had seen other sides of them. They were wolves too, and deep down she had always known that, she had just never seen that before. The soldiers at home were distant, even in treatment.
 
She had thought the same of the ones here, but she had met a few who were warmer. Tamar. “It’s nice to meet you, Tamar. I’m Aquene.” She offered back in return. “Would you like any help? Lady Ruenna says you are a housekeeper, and I’m admittedly not entirely sure what that means… but I’d be willing to try and help if you need it.”