Glory raises her chin in respectful greeting and spreads out her wings. Her scales shift to a stunning green to welcome her guest. (Though they are noticeably duller than those of the other RainWings.) A sloth dangles lazily from her neck, seemingly unbothered by the circumstance. Glory speaks in a regal tone, but it is clear that she’s still working on it.

Greetings. I am Queen Glory of the RainWings and NightWings. What is your business with the Queen of the Rainforest?