Despite herself, Talien cannot help but to laugh aloud as Zelda gives herself and Dexter an exasperated chuckle. Surely she would no doubt feel the same way if the rolls had been reversed. But the playful banter between uncle and niece was a beautiful exchange, banter and all. As stand offish as Dexter tried to appear, he was truly an affable character, Zelda too. No doubt a trait passed down through the genes of their linage. She grins warmly at the thought as silver blue eyes continue to watch them. Zelda turns to her again, a warm smile upon her lips as she speaks. Truthfully, the little silverling was not sure what to expect when first the idea came to her to request to join the forest pack. Honestly she wasn't sure quite when the idea came upon her. She had promised to visit the pack with Dexter after their hunt, but perhaps it was then, maybe before... somehow her time with the hansom male had morphed into something more, more than just a friendship. What it was... she wasn't sure she could explain it. It was like the recognition she felt with Thor and yet something different... something more.

Zelda gathers her small bundle of herbs now, a warm smile upon her lips as she welcomed Talien to visit her whenever if there were any questions or concerns the silver she wolf might ever have. A coy smile of her own slides across her blackened lips as she lets her gaze divert to Dexter as Zelda tosses out a teasing threat that even Talien knew held no true meaning. She chuckled to herself and shook her head as the russet and cream queen picked up her pack and trotted easily down the winding trails that no doubt lead to her den. Inwardly, she made a mental note to seek out Zelda later, to find out what it was that she could offer the queen who so openly welcomed her into the forest pack. No doubt there were many duties and tasks that the queen set upon herself on a daily basis that she could assist with and perhaps even help. Maybe, she could even learn more about the strong scented herbs that Zelda carried. She had always been curious about herbs and what healed and the others that could cause pain or even death. She wanted to learn more and knew that right now, right now was not the time.

As if picking up on her own thoughts, Dexter turns to her now. He sidles into her, knocking her lithe frame off balance and causing her to shift her weight to keep from tumbling on her side. She turns to him now, laughing at his playful bark and playfully bowed frame. Her own silver blue eyes glitter affectionately as she in turn meets his playfully dancing green eyes. She pivots away from him, returning his bow with a swift stretch of her muscles and a light tenor back of her own. A coy grin slips across her own slim muzzle now as she eyes him, ears perked. "You make it sound like its a bad thing." she teases, her silver plume waving back and forth excitedly. The impish grin growing as he brushes against her and starts down a different trail leading deeper into the forests of Taviora at a lighthearted trot. She watches him for a moment, mesmerized by the happiness and joy that she sees in him now. When first he had approached her in the Valley, he was a tall silent stranger... a hansom man with the most brilliant and beautiful of green eyes but offering of few words. Purposeful words, but few words none the less. Always he had thrown in words to flatter, and she had been quick to reply with gentle disbelief, enjoying the playful banter between two strangers and never dreaming that it would ever turn into anything different... anything... more.

And yet here, now... she could not help the swell of adoration and perhaps even love that starts to thrum within her heart. She laughs now, tossing her head happily as she bounds after him, her long swift limbs allowing her to catch up to his easy pace with ease. As she reaches him, she bumps her shoulder against his, reaching her muzzle out to playfully nip at his ear in reprimand though careful not to put any pressure behind her bite. The last thing she ever wanted to do was to hurt him. Home. The understanding hit her like a ton of bricks and caused her stride to stumble for the briefest of moments. Home. That was what he was to her. The safety, the security... the thing that always she felt was missing in her life... he was it. He offered it to her willingly. Whether he realized it or not... whether she realized it or not, somehow something between them morphed into something different.

Joy and delight dances in her brilliant silver blue eyes now as she reaches out to him again, bumping her maw against his cheek as teasing words ring from her lips. "Where are we going?" she asks, her words breathless with exhilaration and anticipation. No matter what it was, or where he was leading, she would follow. Of that she was sure. He was home..