Thena

Thena seemed to welcome Alucard with a small smile, even though she wasn't as familiar with him as she was of Difara or Disgrace, she welcomed him within her home as she lay there comfortably against the tile. The large mass of muscle, which was him, settled next to her as he didn't share tongues with her. He didn't even confide in her losing warmth as she stared out at the stars.
"The young and my young that have blessed this holy land will continue to traverse into realms and eons of each unforgettable step." The lioness began, voice aching with exhaust and elderly intent as she gazed to the essence of fire that began to spoon from the lion's maw whom was within her presence.
"You haven't passed," the king notes.
"I have waited for one such of your title to grant me the wish to leave." She informs him, paws resting over each other as her tail swung back and forth.
"Isn't my presence here enough?"
"If you deem it so," the lioness stood. She casted a small smile down untoward him.
"Goodbye, Thena." His voice was raspy with each ember of flame that trickled against the top of his maw, the flesh burning and smoldering before regenerating and repeating the process over and over again.
Thena stepped away, nodding politely to him before traversing into the stars, her pelt becoming starry and displaced as she molded into the night sky.
The lion nods absently, standing and padding away back into the small den with the rest of his lionesses.