A Fresh Start

Rebel relaxed a bit and gave Artorias a thankful grin when he told her that they were happy to have her for as long as she'd like to stay. She didn't really think that he'd turn her away since she knew how friendly he had been with her parents and how nice he was, but she also knew the reality of a pack and not wanting to overload your ranks to the point where you couldn't protect everyone and keep them fed. She wasn't unrealistic, after all. She listened with little nods of acknowledgement as he laid out the few ground rules they had. Do good, help others, don't hurt anyone unless they're attacking you. Easy enough to follow as far as she was concerned! "Sir yes sir!" she responded with a mostly joking salute, giving him a cheeky grin.

He led her into the castle courtyard then and she got a look around now that it was in full daylight instead of the evening darkness like she had last seen it on her way into the yearling ball. The castle looking even more gigantic now that she could crane her head back to look up toward the upper towers. The cave systems and such that her mother had always picked for their homes had been impressive in their own right once she was done with them, but this was something else entirely. She blinked with surprise while Art began to list off all of the shared spaces that she'd have access to in the castle as a member, trying to remember them all and internally wondering how she'd ever find them all in a huge structure like this. Obviously they made it work whenever they got used to it so she was sure she would too eventually. She stepped into the foyer as she continued to follow Art's lead, her magenta gaze still sweeping slowly around the space and taking it all in while Art explained that they all got their own room, drawing her attention to the huge staircase ahead of her.

Just as she was about to ask where some of the stuff he had listed off were, Art offered to have one of his daughters show her around and she had to quickly check herself to make sure she didn't look too eager by the prospect. "That'd be great, thanks!" she said as casually as she could manage and continued to look around and peek down the branching corridors while he called for one of his daughters. It made her wonder how many daughters–or how many kids in general–he had, but she could start to figure that out herself the longer she lived here. She waited to see who he had called for and soon enough she got her answer as the sound of paws moving down the steps drew her attention up to who she assumed would be her guide. To her surprise it was none other than the girl she had spoken to and shared raspberry tarts with at the ball–except now she wasn't the cute kid any more, but a more mature young woman that was certainly waaaay more on the pretty side of the spectrum than just cute.

Rebel's eyes widened slightly with surprise before she caught her composure, clearing her throat a bit before turning to face Ember with a friendly grin. The pointed coldness toward her father wasn't lost on her, but she got the feeling that probably wouldn't be good for her to go poking her nose into... especially not if she wanted to have any hope of making a move of any kind on the Carpathian princess. "Yeah, it's really nice to see you again too, Ember. I'm glad that I'm starting out my first day here with a friendly face," she replied with a grin, shifting the bag on her back a bit to make it sit more comfortably.

"Rebel Klein"