Home?

It didn't take nearly as long as he expected. A pale wolf would appear, approaching him with a relaxed, low posture. Sandors head tilted to the side curiously, was he approaching that way because he was a child.. easily intimidated by adults? 'Stand tall, Sandor. You are a prince, never show fear.' His dad's words echoed in his mind from one of their many lessons. The pup took a deep breath, steadying his nerves as he was taught. He could do this. The wolf dropped to his stomach, meeting Sandors Amber gaze. I can do this... I can do this... he reminded himself. Forcing himself to look through Torin as a sign that he was not there to challenge the wolf, but he also wasn't afraid.

Ears perked as Torin introduced himself, alpha if Lirim. Sandor hesitated a moment before he dipped his head respectfully to the leader, as he did, he caught the movement of a darker figure in the background. Siobhan. Her wink almost made him grin, his lips twitched faintly upward before he shook his head and refocused on Torin. "I'm Sandor." He replied, "Siobhan said I could visit.. I met her at the festival.." he began, voice holding a slight tremor. calm down. You got this.. Another steadying breath was taken. "I was wondering if I could join Lirim... But I have questions first." He had many questions that needed answered, well..really he could only think of a few important ones. He just hoped Torin wouldn't force him to join...or take him prisoner.