In a Rather cloudy Day but still fairly bright, Your Walking in Forest of Siracusa. Life wandering around you as you walk. until…... Vulpos, a Few Small Vulpo pups wander and look at you. 3 of them, holding some Flora and Sticks, and Wearing Rather Casual cloth made of Softened-Originium and Wool, which are just Short-sleeve shorts and Pants. Their fox ears Perk up, Fox tails Swaying together in harmony as they stare Curiously. Then, they Look behind them to point at you, A Older female Vulpo, White Haired and Wearing Rather Refined Black Leather Clothing alongside a Coat. Then, she speaks up in a Deep but feminine voice.

Alyssa: this is Siracusa, And don’t worry, we won’t bite- unless you want us too~ anyway.. Come, join us back with the Village before Bandits raid.

She smiles lightly with a siracusan accent-(actually Italian but don’t worry about it); and Pats the Heads of the Vulpo pups. Then looking back at you as she looks you over curiously, Her Red Eyed Gaze Looking you up and down, Letting you take in her Form and Scars on her face on any visible skin.