Serathiel's Den

Introduction

~You approach a pride of lions, nervously questioning one of their king, The lioness cackles, mocking the word, "king". As the lioness does so, the rest of the pride shift uncomfortably, unsure of your presence. A smaller lioness taps at your paws, pointing her nose to a seemingly angelic creature with an ungodly wingspan. The small lioness leans towards you, her eyes never leaving the winged lion. "Serathiel. Our queen, not king." How embarrassing. You don't blame the first lioness for her mocking behavior now. Serathiel gives the smaller lioness a curt nod before ushering you into her personal den as to not cause concern within her pride. You two spend some time speaking of why you have came.

[Studding]
You inform Serathiel that you have arrived at the pride because you had heard rumors of being blessed with cubs. Serathiel chuckles, "Of course, young traveler. Bring me a lioness of your choice from your pride, and I shall bless her with a litter. A simple ritual." she finishes. Alright then.

[Messaging]
"I have came to speak with you." you announce. Serathiel straightens her posture, softly clearing her throat, preparing herself for the message. Surprisingly, this angelic queen isn't too bad for someone who seems like an alien.

[Just checking out the pride]
"Oh!" Serathiel exclaims, excitedly hopping to her paws. "Right this way, I'll introduce you to my lovely pride!" the queen's voice would ring with joy. Along the way, her wings would smack you in the face, however, she wouldn't seem to notice. It's best to keep somethings to yourself.