The meeting of strangers always lent her new information for Maddox was right. As a storyteller she had a mind of picking apart each piece of news and saving bits for later. In fact her stories were fashioned off true events for the most part with the added edge of imagination and with purpose. In exchange for whatever she had to tell Maddox he would also tell her about Diveen, a place that she had heard spoken of in an almost revered fashion. It was large, that she knew, and boasted an even larger bloodline of wolves that seemed networked out across the lands, but otherwise she was in the dark. Her time since arriving had been spent healing her bruised body from the savage sea, missing her family, and crafting stories for the youth of Spirane. Honestly she could not have picked a better place to land with such avid minds.

It is a beautiful thing the way they fall in together with ease, both finding swift enjoyment in the company of the other. Maddox had needed some relaxation and while Sorcha did not know this, it makes her joyful to create such an atmosphere for another. Besides, she had been craving company for a while. Her black tail swipes back and forth in response to his own, their reactions only heightening to the other as she beams at him and heads towards the stream. It was one of her favored spots if Spirane. Some preferred the foothills or the high mountainsides but the stream-side was her spot. In the summertime it would be a perfect place, she thinks, for she could lay out in the sun or the shade and splash in the water for a quick drink and a meal.

His words inspire memory of her old home and she nods sagely with a reminiscent frown on her maw. "It reminds me of my old home far from here. It was beautiful and wild, as I imagine your Diveen is. I must visit one day." Maddox seats himself and Sorcha sits as well before laying down fully so that her head tilts up to him. It is a position of comfort and ease that announces their already sealed friendship as she smiles at him. "City of Angels and you are a Guardian Angel? I think that you have much more to tell me when you have time," she teases gently, her eyes alight with curiosity and imagination. "Ah, Advisor. I bet you know a lot of important things then. I will do what I can to help you in this Maddox. Let me see," she says, pausing to ponder for a moment with one ear flicked back. "Well, as I've said I am Bard of the mountain and as such I have quite a knack for telling stories. That is what the children tell me anyways," she joked with a trilling laugh and twinkling eyes. "I have not heard of such a rank in any of the other packs, although I could be wrong, so perhaps Spirane would be the best place to throw parties from now on."

"On a more serious note I have heard no talk of any challengers to our Queen here, but there are many females who will be giving birth in Spring so once again the mountains will be crawling with pups."