The dark woman is filled with such bitterness, such anger and sadness. It pulls at her, yanking her each and every way, leaving her the mess she had become now. It was without a doubt by the look in her expression that this winter, above all else, had been exceptionally cruel to her. She had not only lost countless members, though two of the best had fallen in the winter to be found dead. Elettra had shut the doors of Willow Ridge on all loners after that, knowing full well they would come here merely to die. Now them coming would only make food on the table for Willow Ridge, should they die. Though the end of February approached and March's spring would be on the rise, there left an obvious unwillingness to accept that this chaos was over yet. "We shall see..." The woman speaks ever so delicately, a deep breath of a sigh exiting to swirl within the cold air. It was all she said to the stranger before turning her attention to Angier and giving an ever slight dip of approval. Allow her to prove her worth or allow her to not. Elettra had no intention of getting close, not yet, and so, without even knowing her newest member's name, she turned and exit from which she came.