Misty mountain majesty

It said a lot about a wolf who appreciated Valhalla as their home, at least in Caelia's eyes. There were numerous packs spread across Boreas, and no doubt far beyond too, but she knew that this was precisely where she belonged - and she had a feeling she had more in common with wolves who felt similarly than those who did not. Hell, she even found herself sharing something more personal than she normally would.. and with someone she'd just met, for that matter. That wasn't quite like her, but part of her did want him to know that she understood what he was dealing with, even if his mother hadn't passed yet. It was still a painful experience, one that would no doubt get worse long before it got better, but he wasn't alone in feeling the way he did. At least he had some stability now, which he seemed thankful for.

"Thank you," she replied simply to his words of sympathy. Part of her had been inclined to say it was okay, but she could never truly be at peace with her mother's death, even if time softened the pain enough to make it bearable, and pushed out of the forefront of her mind most of the time. Hopefully her admittance made him feel like he could have someone he could turn to, in case he needed that; Caelia wasn't sure she'd be the best as comforting or anything like that, but she could definitely listen, and relate to what he was going through, she liked to think.

There were perks that extended beyond just having the company of others though, when it came to being part of a pack. Stability in general when it came to life's necessities was a good thing. None of them had to worry where they'd rest their heads at night, nor did they really have to worry much about unforeseen dangers. There were always elements of life outside their control, but within Valhalla's borders things were much more predictable, something she herself appreciated. "Exactly. You'll never go without, not here." Some seasons were harder than others, and with their position so far west that often led for different conditions than the rest of the continent, but it was nothing they couldn't deal with. "I couldn't imagine living with a group that didn't stay in one place. I like to travel a bit sometimes, but never that far, and it's nice to know I always have somewhere to return to." Her aspirations revolved mainly around Valhalla and its future, but occasionally she did wonder what - if anything - she might be missing out on by remaining here.