As he shared more information, she found herself committing every word that rolled of his tongue to memory. She was somewhat surprised that there seemed to be several packs nearby based on this stranger’s assessment. Valhalla resided in the nearby plains. But beyond their territory, she hadn’t really found any other land that she would consider having long-term sustainability for a group. At least not yet. So there obviously was something else more forgiving than desert in the distance. Tora didn’t know what they called themselves, but to her it didn’t matter. Specifics weren’t important at this point. “I see …” She trailed off, trying to recover herself from the depth of thought. Though, he was making that increasingly difficult with the more knowledge he divulged.
“I’m going to be honest, I had no idea this place was that big.” If Ardyn had mentioned Auster, she didn’t exactly remember it. Perhaps he would have more insight as to what it all entailed- she caught her attention before it slipped away from her again. “I recently .. uh … washed up here myself. You’ll have to forgive me, I’m not too familiar with things yet.” She finished, somewhat sheepishly. However, she did get the impression that Tora hadn’t been around that long either- which was comforting to some extent in its own right. When he denied having any attachments, she nodded gently. “I completely understand,” she began. “I don’t want to offer things that aren’t mine to offer … but Ardyn- the alpha of Valhalla- is very generous and kind.” The anomalously large, fire-lit brute coming to mind. “He’s a good contact to have, and he gave me the impression that it wasn’t uncommon for them to offer assistance to travellers if you find yourself down that way.” She finished. It wasn’t an offer so to speak. More of an implication than anything. What Tora did with that was on him.
