Amalia
The snow leopardess is aware of the woman before she comes into view, the sounds of foosteps causing one rounded ear to flicker back. She does not know who it is immediately - she's upwind, the scent of the interloper carried back to the city by the cliffside breeze - though the appearance of a familiar dragon at her side eases whatever trepidation this encounter may have caused. Levi is met with a rumble from the leopard and a trill from the whale, the later of whom leaves her place at the Angel's feet to greet the dragon in a flurry of stars.
Amalia, for her part, remains rooted, though she does look back over her shoulder as Sera greets them both. A slow blink of her dark, slitted eyes is the first acknowledgment of the Artificer, followed by a swash of the luxurious tail. Reluctant to shift out of her felid form, the leopardess grumbles a mrrow of greeting, glancing at the stone beside her in invitation before turning back towards the stormy sea.
Amalia, for her part, remains rooted, though she does look back over her shoulder as Sera greets them both. A slow blink of her dark, slitted eyes is the first acknowledgment of the Artificer, followed by a swash of the luxurious tail. Reluctant to shift out of her felid form, the leopardess grumbles a mrrow of greeting, glancing at the stone beside her in invitation before turning back towards the stormy sea.
