She smiles over to her sister. "Hey sis. Just get here?" She nodded and headed to a big building, as the letters changed she opened the door and ushered them in. "Now, the Yithians are an anchient race and they're very gentle. They won't hurt us unless provoked to. They're conducting research to better understand all the other different furs that live now. If you see a drone, ignore it. The things you have to worry about are the fuzzies that are sometimes hanging out." She hears banging on another door and pulls out said fuzzy. "This is Deam. He's a said fuzzy and he's harmless, unlike his cousins. I've got more around here somewhere, Saphira has one too. They are guardians to all the furries that show up here. Any questions?" She asked, smiling at Deam and petting his head, listening to him purr.