The moment Lucero mentioned his Father, Iblis, the girl seemed to relax and her entire demeanor toward him changed. She was calm now, no longer on edge, and even seemed eager as she took a few steps forward. Her voice came next, a lovely sound to his ears, or so the young male thought, as he waited patiently for her to finish speaking, her words bringing a smile to his features. Indeed the lives of a loner and a pack wolf were vastly different, all with their own perks and downfalls. Nodding his dual toned skull down ever so slightly, he’s agreeing with her as his words slip forth for her, nothing but pleasantry filling his tones. “It is a wonder that the world is mine for the exploring, I do have to agree with you on that. And it is all my pleasure…” His words trailed off, as he realized he did not yet know her name. The expression upon his features then is sheepish, as he waits what feels like several long moments but can only be seconds, before she is his saving grace and giving her name.

But not only does she give her name- she gives her own heritage, and it immediately has Lucero standing a little taller and more proper, his eyes swiftly leaving hers, so soft and warm as they are. It was only proper not to stare at a lady- a lady of royalty, no less. But he found his eyes- both bad and good, returning to her continuously without his consent. He had to finish his sentence he had not earlier, and now that he knew he could use her formal title. “It is truly all my pleasure, Princess Zeltzin.” He might have been overdoing it then, but it only felt proper to do so. The young boy had spent minimal time with his loner parents, but what time he had spent he had learned much and would always uphold those same values. And being in the presence of the daughter of an Alpha was only grounds to draw that out even more than usual.

The giggle she had given after his ‘my lady’ was something that he wanted to hear again, and was rewarded not moments before she spoke again. He could understand the want and need for exploring all too well- it was thick within his veins, after all, the blood of nomads and those who wandered far and wide. It was his destiny to continue onward, to seek out the unknown and meet many faces along the way. And Lucero was more than happy he had found her charming face along the way. But the boy did not speak immediately, instead awaiting any further words, which she undoubtedly had for him. Proved correct after waiting patiently for a few long moments, the boy is considering his words before giving her his answer. “I myself have not been bothered by bad wolves, and in this I am lucky. Most are not so fortunate, though. My Mother and Father are a part of those unfortunate few, as are my older brother and sister. They have all had more than one run in with the Demons of Iromar, and the cannibals that stalk the shadows of Moladion. The world is a beautiful place full of many dangers and threats and--”

Lucero stopped short, realizing he had begun to ramble and speak of things ill-fated in the presence of a lady, a noble lady. Turning his bright teal gaze with its chocolate haze down toward the ground, he stared at the dirt with his good eye until he found his voice again, speaking softly this time and with hopes of forgiveness. “Please, forgive me my lady. I should not have spoken to animatedly about such things. I hope I did not frighten you.” It wasn’t that he did not think she could handle it- on the contrary, she seemed to be a very strong girl, reminiscence of his Mother and older sister. It was simply that courteous and gentleman aspect to him- it was rude to presume one wanted to hear of such things, and even more so before a lady. He only hoped his mistake had not been too grave, and that she still might forgive him yet.