It wasn't every day Seiiki had a visitor, Raisa thought, but it never ended up being a dull affair. Wandering felines, fossa's joining wolf packs, missing mothers, things were always popping off; when a call went up, just a simple howl, it almost seemed.... too easy. Just a wolf, with no scent of any packs on the wind at all, calling at the borders? That seemed so benign, the Sovereign started questioning whether or not he might've had some sort of bad news to share with her people.

It was never simple, and it was rarely good.

Though the sapphire tigress had always felt well at home here, where she'd spent every waking moment of her life to memory, even she didn't blend so well as the man before her. He was not so red as the fresh spring blooms of the Ichorwood, but his striking, flame-colored coat was pleasing to the eye. As tall as she was, but slimmer, with what looked like nearly curly fur; a pair of antlers laid at his paws, and she was glad to see he looked... friendly, open, certainly not a harbinger of doom or a herald with bad news.

There was still time.

Raisa pulled herself from the woods with cautious steps herself, ears on a swivel but a smile twisting her maw.

Hello, she greeted breezily, glancing around as if he might not be alone, I'm Sovereign Raisa.

Maybe he was another loner looking for a home, support, like Stream had been. She offered a wag of her curled tail and a curt, Can I help you?