There was a presence invading their timberlands, which was not surprising to the barley tinged angel. The jungle land had become a flurry of activity and foreign scents in an effort to secure the warrior girl's alliance to an obscured cause. The Norse princesses had a history of being an army of juggernaut and thus the opposing kingdoms flocked to their humid wonderland. Unfortunately, the entire political side of things had bore the kitten enough for her to sneak out with the penumbra. Serafina was supposed to be a member of the senate and so instead she had put her position to use by seeking out and welcoming the female with the faded Amazonian perfume. The buckskin doll was hardly amazed to see her ivory recruit's slender physic already on the scene. It would appear the Randgriors would eternally remain the first to head off any wayfaring activity till their elder members saw fit to arrive on scene.
Her pinnacles easily absorbed the lyrics her companion spoke and the female prowled forth from the umbrage to slink alongside the alabaster light wielder. Her charcoal optics flittered amongst the previous queen's lightly tinged chassis and yet the young girl of Odin hardly recognized the façade of the previous monarch. Instead, her perceptive gaze noted those intellectual orbs and the aura of hospitality that surrounded the marbled equine. Serafina doll-like chassis slowly eased to an almost relaxed state. Her attention turned fleetingly towards the female at her side and she tugged playfully on NicEssus' silky tresses. Her gaze flittered back to the unknown creature and in those angelic tones the copper girl saw fit to speak.
"Excuse our rudeness. We do welcome you to the Jungle, and however small our welcoming may be, it is heartfelt."
For some odd reason the angelic kitten hardly felt the leucous tinged girl was a threat to them. Instead she felt they should be welcoming her with open arms as if she was a member of the Valkyries in a past long before either NicEssus and Serafina. Of course, the tawny doll could hardly be certain of her instincts and so like the light hearted female she remained comforting and continually aware of her immediate surroundings. After all, it was far better to be safe than sorry.
