She felt bared in a way she never had before, at the complete mercy of strangers, being the one to divulge information rather than drawing it out of others. She'd been so young when they'd originally joined the Pines, the memory was a faint blur of cowering beneath her father, terrified of the pale giants she'd never met before; Where is he now..? There was no one for her to hide behind as that same fear crept into her, an unfamiliar and very unwelcome emotion. She looked up at this stranger, appearing so strong and imposing, her last hope of connecting with someone who shared her blood, and felt icy fingers creeping along her spine. But a sudden weight pressed against her shoulder, sending heat spreading through her body and chasing away the chill, just as Aponi voiced her surprise, keeping the yearling's attention on her. Though she leaned back into Arion's touch in silent gratitude.
Nodding lightly towards the silver woman, Nalda continued to hold her respectful posture, eyes still turned down. "Sh'ad me," she confirmed with clarification, just her, no siblings; Thank the winds! She'd never longed for siblings, shuttering at the thought of how much her parents might have screwed up a brother or sister. And she'd still had the other pups to keep her company, the twins to scoff at and look on in distain; And Ari… She glanced sideways, watching as he attempted to explain their messy past. Arion was closer to her than any brother could ever be, she was sure, and yet, it was still better that he wasn't her kin. His own parents hadn't been much better than hers, sure, but still a little; Enough that he'd turned out better than her.
A faint, heartfelt smile lit the girl's face as his words turned to her, their eyes locking briefly and she pressed her shoulder closer into his side; Yes, definitely better... She thought gratefully, realizing that she was not all alone after all. Then, like him, she turned her attention back to the two leaders, wagging her tail lightly as she cast a nervous glance between them. "So… We'd like t'join," she began, allowing her voice to tremble slightly with a remaining hint of that fear from earlier; "I'd like t' get' know wha's left'o m'family." And the hopeful tone, and that light in her eyes as she flicked them up at Aponi's briefly, was entirely genuine.
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