Had Darrah really been so oblivious as to not take note of the beautiful territories surrounding the Bend his last time around? It was apparently so, for he'd just stumbled across a second magnificent landscape that'd been previously untouched by his bulky black paws. Though he supposed it'd be unfair to be too unforgiving, the yearling had experienced so much trauma in the past. Everything had been so cloudy back then, he solemnly failed to notice anything, and that was honestly probably for the better. The mind worked in mysterious ways, especially under pressure. If fogging a few months out here and there was what it took for the Tainn to keep his grip on sanity, well, so be it.

Darrah had yet to see anything even remotely similar to this specific area. The ground was layered in a lush moss, it actually felt quite pleasant on his feet when compared to all the damn snow he'd been surrounded with his time away from the Bend. The tree's were blooming some sort of strange pink flower, and sun peeked damn near perfectly through them. The scene was almost too lovely, leaving the prince questioning if even for only a moment whether or not this was some sort of dream. "I wonder if @Sahalie is into this kind of thing, I could invite her along next time.." though of that he was unsure, was his kin girly enough to appreciate such sights? And what exactly did that say about him? "Wait.. Why am I here again?"

"To atone for your sins!"

Everything that the foreign pack had spoke of was true. The Gods did exist, and they were angry with what he'd done. The words alone were enough to bring Darrah's ears straight back to his crown. Eyes wide and body trembling, the prince was far too afraid to come up with a response. 'I didn't.. I'm sorry, I didn't think...' He didn't believe, and perhaps that'd been his biggest mistake. 'I didn't mean to.. How the hell was I supposed to know?!'

It wasn't until the voice spoke up once more that the yearling was able to return to his senses. Peering up the nearby magnolia trees, he was able to make out the figure of another wolf. That was no God! He couldn't help but chuckle at his mistake, perhaps what the boy really needed was a good sleep. All this religious mumbo jumbo was really starting to hit him hard.

"Is that so?" The Tainn questioned softly, re-positioning himself into a stance more fit for common conversation. "I never would have guessed! But.. How can you be so sure?" Smiling, the prince tried his damnedest not to write the stranger off as just another insane priestess. At least, not immediately. Though he wouldn't know how to handle it if she was.

Grinning now, the future king gave a listen to what the young female had to offer on the subject. So her words were to be taken lightly after all, thank the heaven's for that. "If it were up to me, pink paradise. It's more scenic, and the calming atmosphere is to die for." He paused briefly, helplessly giggling at his own lame pun, before continuing with an additional serious note to the conversation. "We go through enough sad while we're alive anyway, who in there right mind would want to continue on with it in the afterlife?" Or at the very least, he had experienced enough trauma. Though the man couldn't really speak on the behalf of everyone else.

Closing in on the tree his company resided in, the Tainn couldn't help but wonder how she managed to get up there in the first place. It sure as hell couldn't be comfortable, was this perhaps just part of the show? Or maybe whilst she wasn't a religious nut, her crazy resided elsewhere. "Is that.. I mean, Is it nice up there? Do you need some help uhm, getting down maybe?" he tilted his head as the question slipped from his muzzle. Please just come down, you're making me nervous.

Oh no, she was crazy. Not only had the yearling no intent to remove herself from the dangerous location, but she actually somewhat enjoyed being there. This worried Darrah, for he could only see the image of her falling from such heights replaying over and over, looped in his mind. "Noted." he nodded in response to the fae's deceleration, though his ambition never resided in climbing the damn tree's to begin with. "As you wish, just don't be afraid to let me know if you change your mind." and with a final nod, the ravened prince sat comfortably on the ground, like a proper wolf.

"So, if you don't mind me asking.." the Tainn stirred his paw awkwardly through the dirt. "What brings you here in the first place? Leisure, or are you perhaps looking for something from up there?" There he went again, trying to dig some sense out of the girl. "Wait, no. Actually.. Where are my manners," distracted with the obscure arrange of events that had happened in mere moments, the prince forgot to introduce himself. How very careless of him. "Let me start over, My name's Darrah Tainn. Prince, and in fact future king of Oak Tree Bend. Might I ask your name?"

Utterly baffled by the response he'd received in return to his introduction, Darrah found himself unable to do much of anything other than stand frozen. Had she heard of the Tainn's before? He'd been made aware of the vast expansion of his family name a few times in the past; however nobody had ever really made a fuss about it before now. Could it be that perhaps someone sharing his surname had wronged the young female in the past? Maybe he shouldn't have tossed out the name of his pack so haphazardly. "Uhh.."

Blinking a few long, hard times, the prince tried his best to regain his composure. "Y-yeah.. Oak tree bend is.. South of here, not far.." What was he saying? Though it wasn't as if the small girl alone could take on the likes of his pack mates, and after reanalyzing the situation over in his head the female hadn't actually hinted at any kind of anger. Even still, he'd have to make sure that if a situation similar to this ever arose again he'd take the necessary precautions to protect his family. Not everybody was a good guy. "My father leads the pack, Triell Tainn. Have you heard o- Oh my Gods!!!"