It felt like her cheeks would fall off from smiling so much, but Oksana had definitely won over Rory's attention and every mention of the pack she gave made her tail sway with emotion, her eyes bright with happiness. She had so much to thank Lachesis for, his persistence coupled with the niceness he'd given her had finally convinced her to make the pack her home and she couldn't be happier to have made the choice, even if her nerves had often times gotten the best of her. When Oksana showed her leg Rory couldn't help but wince, the story sounding nearly as painful as she was sure the pain had been and she felt a soft whine of sympathy leave her mouth, sad that the young girl had to experience it. "That sounds super painful, I'm glad nothing else happened." she said, giving the girl a once over, a habit she was beginning to develop since joining a pack; a family. She commented on Lachesis and his potential worry for her leaving the pack, perhaps for fear of her falling off of a ledge again and she nodded her head, understanding the concern he could have with her injuring herself or worse, leaving and not coming back. It wasn't uncommon after all, she'd met plenty of adults in search of their lost pups. "I can see that being an issue. It's probably best that you do keep to the border, I'd feel horrible knowing you got hurt again," she nudged Oksana with affection, learning about her incident made her afraid that she would harm herself again. "I'm happy I'm here too, especially since I met you. So, I think I'm pretty decent at tag, wanna play?" she asked, bowing playfully with a growl and tail lashing quickly behind her.

She listened without uttering a word, nodding only her head when Oksana made mention of how bad her injury was and that although it was painful she was doing much better. It made her smile knowing that the incident hadn't killed her spirit, it was always so uplifting to know that others had overcome an obstacle without allowing it to hinder them and Oksana, being so young, was beaming from overcoming her injury. The young often did have more guts than the older wolves, probably because they knew very little about true fear--it was a beautiful advantage. She found herself beaming when the young girl made mention of pursuing a guardian position and for a moment she wondered how the position would suit Oksana, she seemed so caring and sweet but perhaps that was only with wolves she liked. "I'm sure you'd make a great guardian." she said, happy that the girl would take up the busy task. Rory had never liked putting herself deliberately in way of harm, since guardians was usually the first to intercept trouble, she knew that Oksana would need to be tough and prepared for anything if she wanted to be successful. She figured that the young girl already knew that though. She had forgotten just how handicapped Oksana was, and figured that her determination kept her too stubborn to accept that perhaps she wasn't quite ready for such a vigorous game like tag but she wouldn't pester the young girl, at least not yet. "I hope you can keep up." she mentioned after darting away from her, tongue falling out of her mouth. Despite how much she liked the dark pup, she wouldn't allow her to win by default. She took her games very serious and bounded off with a woof in the opposite direction of her opponent to avoid being tagged.

Her tail wagged slowly behind her in excitement, listening as Oksana assured her that she would be a great guardian (to which she agreed) and easily she tipped her head with a nod. She couldn't help her tail moving faster behind her when the young girl made to mimic her and without warning Rory was off, bounding in the opposite direction before Oksana could finish her sentence. If she could keep up then there was little worry from the pale woman and without a second thought she sped up in an effort to keep from being caught. She would not be tagged so easily, nope not at least before a few laps were run and she could feel the air burn in her chest--maybe then she would let up. The wind in her air kept her motivated, no sound to distant her and no visual to remind her to keep a steady pace, instead she ran until her hearts content and without warning she felt a fit of giggles flow from her mouth from enjoyment. Now this was the life.