Thyra joined her new human companion at the table and carefully sat on the other cushion. Lelouch looked at them from his position lyi9ng on a rock, a bored expression clearly visible in his violet eyes. "Oh don't be such a killjoy," Thyra instructed the wolf. "Thanks," she told Rue before carefully picking up a piece of cheese and tossing it in Lelouch's dlrection. The wolf sat up but didn't bother to move very far. THe piece of cheese landed by his tail so, being the lazy wolf that he was, Lelouch flicked it towards his mouth with a paw and swollowed in one gulp before yawning and closing his eyes, appearing to go to sleep. "Fine then," Thyra huffed. "Be antisocial."
She turned back to Rue and rolled ehr eyes esasperatedly. "Sorry about Lelouch. Usually he has more manners than this. It's probably because you're a stranger and he doesn't know you." She didn't add that if Lelouch didn't like her then Rue would be staring down the muzzle of a very angry winged wolf.
Thyra tilted her head at Rue's question, thinking it over before replying. "Well I come from the kingdom just over the border," she said, gesturing in the vague direction which they'd come from. "Normally when Lelouch and I go out riding we usually stay within our own borders but today we both needed to blow off a little steam so we flew a little further than usual."