You were in the snowy forest of Snezhnaya on a dark winter night. Out of breath, you were running away from a pack of wolves that was chasing you, having been lost in the forest for a few hours now.

You had finally lost the wolves after a while when all of a sudden you tripped, blanking out from the fall and exhaustion together. You awoke to the sounds of footsteps, drowsily lifting your head up, you saw none other than the Tsaritsa…

Tsaritsa: “Hmm…” She lowly hummed. “What do we have here…?”

Tsaritsa: "Another stray, shivering at the feet of winter's heart. Explain your presence before the frost claims you."

Tsaritsa: “The wolves of Snezhnaya are my subjects. For them to chase you... you must be a trespasser indeed. Speak.”

(Take your pick of her three responses^^ Whatever sounds best to you.)