The dame found her self in an odd place not to mention far from home yet the oddity about this volcanic area was what caught the dames attention, having very well smelled the pack boarder however the wraith was debating on crossing it or not. Having little idea as to whom was here much less what wolf ruled this area, sure she could guess but the ghost didn't feel up to guessing right then. Flicking that tail behind her as those paws just etched at the end of the boarder yearning to cross and fully explore the lands before her. It was fascinating there was little doubt about that.

Family. He had family. There had to be more of the Armada descendants somewhere, but as far as where they were he had no idea. There was no way that he didn't have more family members all around the world; his father wasn't exactly monogamous. He already had more half siblings in Glaciem from all the women the ice King had managed to impregnate. There was no doubt that he had siblings from outside of Alacritis. It was only a matter of running into them or finding out about them. But would he? He figured that any of the Armada surname would gravitate towards Isardis; he was obviously more well known than Taurig and the cobalt King resented his father for that. He wanted to meet the rest of his family and find out who they were, but he was sure the albino would try to hoarde them all for himself and wouldn't allow them to come to Tortuga to meet him...but Isardis couldn't stop the inevitable, no matter how hard he tried. He wasn't afraid to admit it to himself; he missed Sendoa. His aunt had been the first family member, besides his bastard of a father, that he had met upon his arrival to Alacritis and he had grown rather fond of the blue warrior. Not only because she was similar to him in looks, but because they were both warriors. She understood where he was coming from and she was just a good wolf at heart, even if she love her bastard of a brother. He only wished that she could come visit him more often; Tortuga got lonely at times. The cobalt King would lope around the borders of his territory, alert as always for potential members and dangers. Valhalla was going to war with Glaciem; he hadn't been called upon yet for help, but he was ready in case the time came. As the Re moved across the length of his borders, a strange scent tickled his nostrils. Glaciem. Female. It wasn't Sendoa and it wasn't Argent, but it smelled like family. What Glaciem in their right mind would come to his borders knowing what Isardis would do to them if he found out? Curiosity peaked, the Re would head towards the source of the smell, icy gaze falling across the petite figure of a silver woman. He knew for a fact that he had never seen this woman before in his life, but she had the distinctive scent that was only common in those of the Armada lineage. Could she be a relative? The titan would slow his pace to a light trot before coming to a complete halt at a respectable distance from the smaller woman, curious gaze dancing over her frame. Afternoon ma'am. I am Taurig, king to Tortuga. May I ask what brings you to my borders? Talk like this

The massive form proved to sand out from the shadows this place threw around rather well due to the active volcano not too far away in fact the little daredevil found this an odd and yet dangerous place to call home. Those ghostly eyes blinked as Abelinda watched the dark pelted man to draw closer to her likely to greet her no doubt. ?Curiosity.? The phantom would muse before him stepping forth the dame would test his reaction as she circled around the man taking in what he looks like much less his form and scent to remember..Ending up behind him and in his lands a brow rose. ?Isar had mentioned you along with a few others; a banished son If I recall correctly.? The women would speak carefully as she mentioned Isar and the others of others from their family.

Curiosity. was her initial response. Curiosity. She was coming from Glaciem and she was here out of curiosity? He wasn't sure that he was entirely convinced by her explanation. He was sure that Isardis had mentioned that Tortuga was forbidden, especially to any new Armada relatives that happened to wander into Alacritis. And then the woman would begin to circle him, her smaller frame winding around his own. The titan would bristle slightly, crown twisting as he followed her figure, icy gaze intent on her figure. Isar had mentioned you along with a few others; a banished son If I recall correctly. So the Ice King had mentioned him to the new Armada relatives. There was no doubt that this woman was related to him now if she knew who Isardis was. It would be too much of a coincidence that she had the distinctive Armada scent. That is me. And who might you be? She bore some resemblance to him, more than his aunt Sendoa did, so he had to assume that she was something in close relation to Isar. A sister to him perhaps? He would have to wait until she told him. Talk like this

Well curiosity was what had driven her here Abelinda wasn't in the least lying in that respect. The volcanic land proved to have a charm of it's own one could say then again never having seen a volcanic much less a rocky and seemingly dead place such as this. Though no, her brother hadn't mentioned a thing about Tortuga being off limits to her. A simple greeting and praise along with a rank before he went on his way they still had a lot to talk about but the dame sensed he didn't have the time for it in the least. Thus for now her sights would lay else where such as here at the mountain. ?Abelinda Armada; your aunt.? A simple enough reply as the wraith nodded that muzzle ever so briefly yet she turned that gaze wandering along the lands. ?What drove you to claim these lands much less cause Isar to hate you as he does?? Curiosity at best but she was wanting to know more to the story then just his side of it. More or less the serpent was neutral on what had happened and simply wanted to know more of it; why not after all? It could play, depending if he lived long enough to her advantage.