spill the beans

Earning and maintaining Eligos's approval meant more to her than she dared let on. Without her parents around, who she had aspired to make proud since she was a girl, she was left floundering.. grasping onto someone else in hopes of somehow gaining their respect and approval was important to her. Somehow, Eligos had fell into that role for her, if for his role as leader if nothing else. She was nervous at what he might ask of her - curiously not because of the content of his probing at all, but being anxious was annoyingly common for her, especially when she couldn't properly anticipate what he was about to say.

He was planning to meet with the other alphas, which wasn't a surprise. And he wanted to ask her questions. Thalia swallowed hard as she assessed just how she'd respond to him. "Of course," she started after a moment of thought. Did he have specific questions, she wondered, or more general ones? She was reminded then that she'd headed to the east once to visit Theory, under the guise of scouting and gaining information. She had, in a way.. just maybe not in the way Eligos had expected. "I do know a few things about Abaven, the pack to the far east," she started carefully. Telling him the facts didn't feel like a disservice; and maybe he just wanted to ask a few simple questions anyway, or at least that was what she was hoping.