He seemed thoughtful when she brought up bringing the children to visit. As she glanced around, she couldn't help but admire the beauty in the open landscape of Glorall. The sound of the ocean waves breaking on the rocks was relaxing and the breeze was cool and salty. She was sure her children would find it captivating here. She let Eden have his time to think before he agreed that he had some children who might like to meet her pack and even come see it as well. Her lips curled back into a welcoming smile at the idea, her eyes growing brighter as she nodded. "Certainly. They would be more than welcome." She knew that big open gatherings seemed to be a thing in Moladian, between the Fall Feast she went to and the two year old party she heard about in Spirane not long after that. But how many packs simply visited between each other every once in a while?

She found it an act of trust to allow other members to move freely over the borders, not in a large public party but in smaller groups. It could be used in deception if not observed properly but she wouldn't let that become an issue. She wanted to create a balance of trust between packs and these smaller more private gatherings seemed just the thing to extend an olive branch. Zelda seemed welcome to it and so did Eden. When asked about his role with the former leader of Iromar, she couldn't help but admire his wordsmanship. He was obviously a charmer but even so, she didn't feel that he was lying to her. She liked that she got a vibe from him that he could care less what others thought of him and his decisions in the past. Like he regretted nothing. He was a confident leader. Maybe she could learn a thing or two.

Her own lip twitched in humor, her eyes twinkling almost playfully. "A fine line, indeed." She agreed. She could have taken sides as a younger wolf herself and in a way, the side was chosen for her. Her mother went to Diveen to be taken in by Angels and abandoned her and her siblings in Iromar. But Andras, the father of Demons, took her in and supported her like the father she needed. He chose her when her own parents left her. That's why he would forever have her loyalty. Then he said something about the offspring of Glorall being in charge of Iromar. That pricked her interest. Her brow rose in question. Did that mean Blackthorne....? Of course it made sense that his parents might be from Moladian. He was a young leader after all. She didn't have to know his parents or anything, though. That wasn't why she was here. His past didn't matter, only what he chose to do with his future now that Iromar was in her paws.

She nodded as he explained his way of thinking. Staying neutral sounded like the best plan for his pack. Picking sides could have ended in war. "Respectable. It seemed to have worked out for you." It was more an observation than anything, her gaze genuinely curious of him. He, at least, wasn't judging her for taking Iromar as she did. If anything, he was definitely showing her the open neutral side of his alphaship. As he moved to stand, she did as well, not sure if he was about to dismiss their conversation or not. But then he stood aside, the gesture obvious that she was welcome to come in as he said he would be happy to show her some more of Glorall. Her tail gave a welcome wag as she nodded in gratitude. "I would be honored." She took a step toward him, ready to fall in line beside him, eager and curious of the tour to come.