Good First Impressions

Walk | Talk | Think

She found it curious that the pack did not have a sole location that they congregated and used as their sleeping quarters, although with the size of the territory and the peculiarities about its structures that made it up she supposed it made sense. There were certainly enough options to suit any and all of the pack's members, depending on how comfortable they were with the strange creations that stood upon the pack grounds, or how social they were toward the rest of their kingdom's inhabitants. But it did leave her with a decision to make. Where will I go? Tahlia pondered over it quietly to herself as Prince Maverick finished informing her of her options, a thoughtful, "Hm," the only response she would make. The forest seemed like the most comfortable option, but it would ultimately be a matter of finding that suitable den site. She would need to begin scouting soon.

Finding the rest of her questions to be reasonably saved for a later time or learned of through her own explorations, the russet and black she-wolf fitted another smile upon her face and turned it toward the Seracian Prince. "I would like to thank you, Prince Maverick. You have been nothing but gracious and helpful since I have arrived. I feel at home already," she admitted complacently, her tail swaying gently with the sincerity of her words. She could hardly wait to begin exploring the finer details of the pack lands and becoming acquainted with her pack mates. Everything to happen so far assured her that nothing but good could come of living here, and she was excited to see the future begin to take form because of it.