Misty mountain majesty

She knew little - if anything - of Nolan, and now she was suddenly curious. It wasn't overly often that Aurielle let wolves into Valhalla's ranks, and she assumed there was a reason he was here now. Already he seemed to fit her own personal ideals for a packmates, at least at a very superficial level. He seemed polite and level-headed, even if a bit awkward at first, and his penchant for jewelry was something that he had in common with more than one wolf. He agreed with her comment about life getting the best of them sometimes; for a moment she felt like someone else had said that besides her. What had possibly been distracting her lately? Nothing in particular. She couldn't blame her mother's death for anything anymore, nor the absence of any siblings, who had all returned to Valhalla as they should be. She had no real excuse for her own preoccupations, even if she tried to convince herself she did.

His comment about Cairo earned a rare, genuine laugh. "I'm glad you're settling in, then. And your assessment of Cairo is.. well entirely correct. I'm honestly not sure any of us could quite match him in that regard." Though a bit of laughter sounded in her voice as she went on, her last sentence had a hint of seriousness that made it seem almost biting. His ambitions had a different trajectory than her own, Caelia had no since realized, and apparently Nolan felt similarly. It was interesting to hear someone else talk about one of her siblings, she decided - her own opinions of them weren't really something she ever shared, Caelia suddenly realized.

A walk sounded quite nice, though admitting it felt terribly difficult. "I could join you for a bit," Caelia nodded in agreement. "How'd you come to Valhalla anyway, Nolan?" She was truly curious what sort of path had led him here. Valhalla, and her family, was all she'd ever known, so it was interesting to imagine a different sort of life for him.