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Her answer had been to the point and then the man started to speak about what Elettra might do if he turned down Sorya. Then he posed a question. Naturally. She answered a second later, no hesitation. "I am the only surviving child of Sansa Auguste and Roman Archer's last litter. I hail for Torbine and I seek to meet her as she had left before I was born. I've only heard forbidden whispers about her, I suppose it sparked my curiosity. I would also like to note that my nephew Xetor has found himself wandering around the Lore and might find himself here one day. He is the son of Hextor now past who was one of Elettra's littermates." She provided him with ample information to the Archer line as well as letting him know of Xetor, who had followed her for almost a year without her knowledge. He was smart, staying a day back to follow the scents. She'd give him that much at least.

"Your sister 'as granted me powers likened to the ones from the kingdom you've left, Archer or not, I hope you 'ave the right answers." She did have the right answers because she was telling the truth about being related to Elettra as well as where she hailed from. She had all the Archer teachings, basics in healing and she had chosen to go into more detail about hunting and fighting when she had turned one so she had a fair amount of more knowledge involving those aspects. She wondered how he would take her truths as well as her reason. "I originally left the Kingdom of Torbine because I had a bit of a wanderous heart, but that wanderlust has long sense died inside me as I seek nothing more than a home that has some relatives living in it." She also added into her little informative talk.

One by one, piece by piece, the facts that tied the woman to the kingdom of Torbine came to Angier's ears. She even let him know that she had another nephew, Xetor, wandering around nearby, and should he find his way to Willow Ridge, he might also try to lobby for a spot within Elettra's ranks. A small smirk tamed his disquieting snarl as he came to realize that Sköll would soon be kept busy with other means of recreation in the form of competing with his brother and, he assumed, his cousin. His posture neutralized enough so that he was merely asserting his dominance over her as her pack superior; he nodded twice to acknowledge that he believed and accepted her words to be true.

"Welcome then," he decided, "Lady Sorya." Taking a moment to consider how she might react to him marking her with his scent, he eventually came forward, walking about her in a half circle to look her over before rubbing his shoulder against hers and stepping away to lead her towards the heart of her sister's realm. "Come, this way, I'll show ya to the central part of the Ridge, then yer welcome to do as you please, so long as ya keep away from the birthing den. That is strictly out-of-bounds." With a wave of his tail, he strode forth at a leisurely pace; for the time being while Elettra was den-bound, Sorya was allowed to remain. Only until Elettra passed her own judgement over her kin would Sorya's fate be known.

Once he had escorted her from the border and to the front of the main pack den, he added before making his leave, "Whatever Sköll might've told you, dismiss it; he's a magnet for trouble and I suggest that you watch yerself when he's around. If ya wanna make yerself useful, I suggest making a mental map of the lands first; don't mind the other yearlings either, Sköll's brother an' sister, Asriel an' Morganna. If you need anything, ya let me know, but Senka, Adelaide, or Coquina are also willing to help you." One of his large ears swiveled to one side before coming back to mirror the other as it had before, "I'll be going now, make yerself at home."

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Sorya listened as she was welcome as Lady Sorya to willow Ridge. A small smile formed on her muzzle as he rubbed his shoulder on her to mark her with the scent. He led her towards the center of the territory and was ordered to stay away from the birthing den. A small flutter of disappointment coursed through her that she would have to wait to meet her sister, whom she had been searching for, but she knew it would not be long. A month at most perhaps before she could snag an interaction with the older Archer woman. She nodded to him in understanding. "Of course ser, and thank you very much for welcoming me to Willow Ridge. I look forward to my time here." She reported rather formally as he warned her of Skoll.

Skoll didn't seem like trouble, just a pup who was ready to join the adult ranks, he would be a yearling soon so it was to be expected. Then again, the aunt of the pup did not know much about Skoll from their little interaction on the borders. She nodded again. "Thank you for the warning, I'll be off to learn the territory then now." She said with a small smile and a dip of her head as he himself took his leave. She rushed off to learn the borders and Sor knew she would do alright. As long as she worked hard and was respectful she could pull far in the pack. It was comforting to know that she was so close to family, even if she had never met her sister, she had met her sister's child as well as her sister's mate. Things were looking up for 'ol Sorya.

She caught the scent of rabbit on the wind and she smiled slightly. She could use some food as she had not eaten in a little while. She tracked the scent to a small rabbits nest of one and a sly smile caught her. She rushed the den and barely caught the rabbit in her paws. She proceeded to kill the prey and sit down to have herself a celebratory lunch. Rabbits and Rabbits and Squirrels oh my.

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