Zelda supposed it was true, what she was saying that was. The young wolfess would like to think that any of the other packs would have done the same. Was that true though? After everything that happened to Iromar, to Diveen, and the other lands, she wondered if maybe Nightingale was right. Then again, Zelda didn’t know for sure. However, she knew one thing and that was she couldn’t just stand idly by and watch someone in danger get hurt. Really it wasn’t much effort on her part, she took an educated guess that the feline wouldn’t want to venture too far into Taviora, just like with the night beasts. ”I suppose so.” She said a little bit of a sheepish look coming over her features. ”I just reacted is all, I would like to think others would do the same.” She said eyes going up towards Spriane’s peak for a moment before returning to the white fem standing before her. She didn't mind the deadpan tones so much, and perhaps Zelda’s nativity was still there to allow a stranger to simply walk into her lands, but there were many eyes in Taviora, she didn’t worry. It wasn’t as if it was only on her power that that the lands were protected.

It seemed though that the wolfess was grateful for a place to rest at least. It didn’t take her long to give her response to Zelda’s invitation. The wolfess only nodded in understanding to her words. Happy she accepted even if it was for a short while. It would be good for her to rest, and Zelda would happily get her acquainted with Moladion and its overall layout. If not that then she could just rest and be on her way with the her stamina restored. ”Well I can help you out there, Moladion born and raised. Though I am never sure where to start when others ask me about the lands. They are vast and different apparently than anything beyond, but also not.” She starts awkwardly, musing about that for a moment before allowing her eyes to once again glaze around her forest.

Zelda could tell she might be, she didn’t know, different or nervous. She was a very stoic creature it seemed, not that Zelda was unfamiliar with stoic wolves. Alexander always popping to her mind so unshakable, until he wasn’t with some sort of joke or tease. However, the wolfess tried to smile and Zelda only did back, not really thinking she was being menacing or anything of the like, everyone was different after all, and really it was the eyes that showed how a wolf really felt. She wasn’t about to harm her, not right now at least.

”Well Taviora is a rather large forest. You can’t miss its borders, they are so worn down from the patrols they look like game trails, and spots of it are even word to the dirt when snow isn’t covering them.” Zelda says matter of factly. ”While my home is peaceful, there are others in Moladion that wish to harm those that are innocent. Other wolves, not just other predators.” Her voice is light, but she motions for Nightingale to follow her into the lands a little further. ”Near the center of Taviora is a valley, the healer, Zeltzin, is also near that area if you have any wounds. The hunters when they are able bring food around too.” She wasn’t sure what to say, but she continued to lead Nightingale further in, she was better at answering direct questions than just explaining things in general. It was easier that way.