Misty mountain majesty

His eyes were quite interesting - for a moment she was reminded of the moor's purple flowers, though upon further inspection she realized the hue was quite a bit paler. She was content with the long moment of silence that stretched between them, allowing herself time to try to assess this packmate of hers. He was considerably larger than her, and wore a delicate gold necklace around his neck, a stark contrast to the rest of his masculine appearance. Caelia was intrigued, but she wasn't about to ask, not unless he clammed up completely. And a moment later he was speaking at last, admitting it was his first time here.  "Ah, maybe there's time for you yet then," she teased, with the faintest hint of a smirk

If she noticed he had been a bit strange at first, she made no acknowledgement of it now. "Yep, you got it," she confirmed her identity easily, that faint smile fading away. Caelia was never the warmest of wolves unless she really tried, and this Nolan was no exception to that rule. "No apologies needed, though. There are wolves within Valhalla I haven't gotten the chance to properly meet either. I suppose life gets the best of us all sometimes." Nothing particularly pressing had occupied her time, just her own training and the normalcy of everyday life - though she had to remind herself reaching out to her fellow packmates was just as important as those other things. "How are you finding Valhalla, since you joined?"