A portal opens...

Selena looks up and grimaces at Blodwulf.

"ugh. Don't beg." She rolls her eyes and sighs, sitting upright to point at the favor.

"If it's the one that rescued the fey, you have to take that off. My colors have to stay away from the oversized gnats. Period. There's no ifs ands or buts about it. Except your butt, if you get caught in my colors interfering with fairy business. If my soldiers see you in colors interfering with fairy business, they will do what's necessary to protect me and My King."

She puts extra emphasis on the words 'my king' and tilts her head at Blodwulf. "Clear?"

Astra laughs. “You really hate fey, Commander! Do tell, are fried fairy wings good? I’ve never had them. I’m used to things like wolf jerky.”

*looking sharply at Astra*

You will not speak to my commander in such a tone. Do you understand me? *he says. A hint of a threat is in his voice*

"Ew, why would you eat wolves? Wait, like potentially pet, walks on all fours, regular wolf or werewolf? Why would..."

She shakes her head and body making a disgusted face.
"Ew. People have weird tastes... anyway, yeah, fairy wings are delicious fried and coated in a bit of sugar."

She dusts off her hands pulls out a small black boot knife and begins using it to clean under her nails. "And yes. Fairies and Dragons do not get along. And I think it's safe to say, I hate fairies more than the typical draconian."

She snaps her attention to Blodwulf. "Back off! We're getting along now. There wasn't a tone. She was laughing and everything. Chill. We're chill now. Hide your favor and go find your friend. Bring her back here for chats if you want as long as there's no fairies. Dismissed." She says waving her hand and rolling her eyes, turning back to Astra.

"Men... human male at that."

Astra smiles at Bloodwulf. “Calm your nerves, sire. Commander Selena knows I was making but a jest. We’ve been standing here chatting, besides I’m getting to know your Commander. The way she told you to not beg was all that made me giggle.”

A lightbulb lights up in her head for a moment. “Ah, where are my manners? I am Astra, my house of occult hunters and I live in the Sidhe. You are..?”

She smiles, extending her hand for a handshake.

With a small, slightly more audible laugh, Astra looks back over at Selena. “Men are quite…amusing. I dislike when they give me orders of the obvious, as if I don’t have a brain of my own.”