Nettles and dried leaves cracked beneath their paws as the duo followed an invisible path into Taviora. The weight of their bodies caused the dried debris to tear beneath them, filling her keen senses with the smell of their earthy fragrance. Dexter is an excellent leader, no doubt many times in his lifetime he had been responsible for guiding others to his homelands. A twinge of jealousy begins to prick at her soul but she pushes it aside. They were friends... and newly acquainted friends at that. She had no right to let such emotions fester within her. Not now.... not ever. To grow attached to another was a weakness, at least that was what she had been taught.

He stops now and speaks again, his words light and playful, teasing in their delivery. A playful gleam danced in her own silver blue eyes now as a girlish giggle rumbles deep in her throat. Long silver white tail flicks back and forth quickly in pleasure as she fights back the smart quip.

Perhaps had the sound of an approaching wolf not entered her ears, she might have spoken aloud the coy remark that rolled around in her brain, but for now it is forgotten. Instinct causes her frame to tense as alert eyes snap away from Dexter's hansom face to transfix upon the path ahead of them, the thick fur along her spine bristled and prepared.

However as the russet and cream colored female approaches, her jaws clenched firmly around a small dried rabbit skin smelling distinctly of freshly cut herbs, Talien relaxes. Recognition flashes through the teal colored eyes of the female as her tail begins to wave back and forth in friendly greeting. She pauses long enough to drop her bundle to the ground before prancing forward towards them. Surprise dances in her eyes as the female calls him uncle and respectfully she takes a step away from her companion, allowing the duo a moment to catch up without feeling insecure as to her presence. Not all wolves were so welcoming of strangers, especially ones standing so closely to family members no matter how estranged.

She turns to Dexter as he speaks now, and again the surprise flashes through her mind. Queen? She turns back to let her gaze fall over the russet colored woman, with her bright eyes and friendly smile and despite her shock, she cannot help but to like her. It was a gut feeling, a sense of emotions that dwelled deep within her that told her that while they might not be the best of friends, or thick as thieves, she would like this personable queen. A warm smile ghosts across her own blackened lips as the little silverling offers a friendly wave of her tail and a slight dip of her head respectfully to the queen as she stopped before them.

Zelda turns her eyes upon Talien now and instinctively she straightens just a bit, doing her best to stash the sudden outpour of important information. A hunter yes, a good one at that, but she did not expect in the least to find out that her hansom companion was related to Dexter... or that he had failed to inform her of his relation to the queen. None the less the expectant eyes brought her back to the current situation and Talien let her own silver blue eyes meet the pale teal ones of the queen. "It is a pleasure to meet you Queen Zelda. My name is Talien." she breathes, pausing for a moment to shoot Dexter a playful glance. She would get him back for the failure to admit information later. Her head dips again in a quick bow before she continues on. "I hope you don't mind the intrusion..." she murmurs taking a step forward to nudge Dexter's broad shoulder with her own. "Your uncle was just about to show me your beautiful home." she states, pausing for a moment before continuing again. "I am looking for a home and Dexter thought pretty accurately that I would find Taviora pleasing." she says shooting him a playful smile.