With much of her life spent here the cold of the Northern lands certainly didn't phase Talvi, not even as the winds would take on a chill and temperatures begin to drop with the arrival of Autumn and the threat of the Winter. The sun overhead offered a little warmth, though for one accustomed to the Southern parts of Alacritia, it likely wouldn't be enough for them to call this a rather pleasant day as it in fact was. Winter was very much in the girl's blood though, these icy conditions had housed many of her family though these days it seemed fewer and fewer decided to chance them. Today would bring a change of pace to that it seemed.
The young Leraar had been closest to the borders it seemed as a call rang out from the edge of the pines. Dark ears would twitch at the sound, still new to her position she still wasn't fully accustomed to all of her responsibilities and meeting wolves at the borders was of course one of those tasks. It still seemed so strange in some aspects, so swiftly had the changes been put in place. She was quick to react though and would travel the short distance towards the borders, her head held high as she slowed her pace to a stop before the stranger currently upon the Bevroren lands.
The cold was not only her preferred temperature, it had reached her heart as well. Hardened by the disappearance, abandonment she perhaps wasn't the warmest of individuals, she needed time to trust before a softer side would be revealed. Here though her rank justified some of that attitude, to come bounding up like a lost pup to greet and welcome strangers simply wouldn't do any good for Bevroren. She would be polite enough, certainly not completely hostile. "You're on Bevroren lands now, I am Talvi, the Leraar. Who are you and what brings you here?"
