When her father spoke of her, she nipped at his elbow, making it well and truly known that she did not appreciate the comment. After all, she had been attempting to do as he was doing which was, of course, make a good first impression - what better way to do that then to be, well, nice? At least, she figured, Coszcotl did not mind her talking and neither did the strange boy, too. Though she had little knowledge of him, she could tell that he must have been important to the Taviorian alpha lest he would have been left behind. Still, even she had to admit that they did not look related, something she had been sure to consider. He looked more like... Sinclair and his brother, Lamar. Their mother, really, was the lookalike though with her russet chest. When he spoke, and her attention fixated once more upon him, her thoughts were confirmed - she grinned wide and toothy, her tail wagging as she shot a look to her father. I told you so!

"Yes! Sinclair! He is most lovely - I knew I should have convinced my father to let him come. I am thinking it is not just your appearance that makes you alike, however."

She grinned almost playfully, her lips turning up into a mischievous smirk. They were both well spoken for, that was for certain, and she had already decided that Solaris was just as... unusual as Sinclair. He spoke of his blood and yet, he did not refer to himself as an Angel or a descendant, even, of Heyel. It made them different even from some of the other children who often spoke of their parents, as if they could not make a name for themselves. Of course, she wasn't sure if anyone else in her own family felt the same way - all she knew is that she desired to be Cersei. Just Cersei. No from or daughter of in front of it, just her name. Oh, and perhaps followed by the fair.

When it came to the rest of the speaking, she left it to her father, staring up at him and nodding occasionally. After all, it had been why she had come - to learn how to speak to others, though she found the formalities awfully boring. She hardly understood why they needed to do such things. If it had been left up to her, they would have gone to do something by now or at least gotten straight to the point. When she moved to interject, however, her father shot her a dark look that silenced her, though she (of course) rolled her eyes first. She supposed it gave her time to watch Solaris, who too seemed to be listening intensely.

She couldn't help but wonder what might have made him relinquish his position as Prince of Diveen, and if such a thing had been voluntary or not. As she thought of such things, she considered him with a small smile, her head tilted slightly with one ear twisted back to listen in on Coszcotl and her father.

"I would like to better know the wolves and land of Taviora one day, if that would be okay, Coza and Solaris. Maybe I can teach some of your children if you have any? It would only be right that I try to help out somehow, right?"

She mused out loud, her gaze shifting between the two males and her father as her tail waved slowly. It was worth a shot, right? It was worth it if it meant getting this conversation moving along so that she could tend to... other matters.