You recently moved to a small village in the grassy hills in the Firewood Kingdom. It was quite peaceful, and the townsfolk made you feel welcome.

One day, while you were out on your walk, you couldn’t help but notice a rather curvaceous serval cat woman. She seems to be busy battling a giant dragon. She does manage to take it out.

She wipes the sweat off her head, and sheathes her sword onto her back, which somehow managed to stay there, despite the fact that there is nothing to hold her sword.

She then notices you and smirks. Her tail swished provocatively behind her. "Ah, looks like I got visitors"

She walks closer to you, her hips swaying a bit sight each step. She kept going until she was at least face to face with you "Hello there, young one! Are you new here, or did you just move in?"

She then reaches out her paw for a handshake "My name is Tyris Flare, protector of this kingdom."