The voice that answers is equally as young as him, and feminine in tone. And the scent that then reaches him- it's one of Taviora, with its thick heady pine and pleasant earth aroma. When she stepped into the light, she was as he- but a child, one of browns and whites, earth dipped in snow. Tilting his still growing jaw to one side, he watched her curiously come closer but not too close, her body language obviously weary about this place and what strange creatures might lie within. Immediately pushing to his paws- the back painted in creme with mostly russet socks, and the front mostly russet with creme heels- he saught to ease her nerves, but of course did not impede upon her personal space. Instead, he spoke softly and gently, but nothing close to condescending or rude. "I am Lucero, son of Iblis and Rhae, brother to Gaia and Cae. I was born in Taviora, your home, but I have no home of my own."

Ever the formal gentleman, the young boy gave a dip of his dark chocolate brown and russet skull, a bow of sorts to the lady before him. With what little time he had spent with his family, Lucero had taken heavily to manners and respect, honour, and loyalty. This interaction was no different, and neither was any other- until proved otherwise. Watching the girl with his one good eye, he wondered if she would be able to tell his ailment, though his bad eye looked no different than the other. They were still their intense teal, with strings of chocolate placed throughout. Moving only enough so that he may be in the light and visible to her, he's tilting his skull ever so slightly with his curiosity as he voices just that

"And who are you? From Taviora, yes- but what is your name, who is your family?" As he had given her just that, it seemed only proper for him to ask such in return. If she did not wish to offer such information, that was up to her, and he would respect it and never push for more. Watching her earth toned eyes, the boy was reminded of his Father and he wondered if she knew him, or knew of him. Iblis was indeed well known around all of Moladion, and even was an ally to the Taviora pack. Surely she knew, or had heard of him in passing? Either way, he was interested to see what she was doing here, if she was looking for something or something, or just going to go. Almost as a side thought, he added his thoughts to his questions, just as she had asked him. "And why did you come here, my lady?" The apple never falls too far from the tree, and Lucero truly would follow just after his Father, words and actions and all.