The sand beneath her paws is new and curious but not unpleasant. It would just take some getting used to. She figured it could slow you down running just as much as the soft wet ground of Iromar though. Different water and climate but not so different at the same time. When she corrected him about the bloodshed of Iromar's past alpha's, she was surprised to see him grin in return, as if glad that she made that correction. When she talked about Andras, she noticed that he looked away, as if giving her a private moment to compose herself and she silently thanked him for that. Andras was very important to her, as Aithne was, and she would never forget either of them or their influence over her, no matter how long she was alive. When she spoke of the male who killed Aithne, she sensed an anger from Eden, his ear flicking and his jaw tensing if only for a moment before it was gone. He must know more of this alpha. Her curiosity peaked, having never even learned the name of the male who took her best friend's life.

She figured it was some perverse way to seek closure by wanting to know more about him but she couldn't help her curiosity. She just wished she could take back her own absence so she could have done more about it. As he shook his head as if clearing his mind, she took his example and looked around her at the sand dunes, pretending to be caught up in exploring the pack territory while she gave him a moment as well. She didn't know where his thoughts went but apparently he had more than one run in with an Iromar alpha and it wasn't good for either. He started speaking after a few minutes and she turned her gaze back to him, ears pricked alertly as he said that he could help fill in some of the blanks. She smiled, her eyes showing gratitude. "I would like that. I only know what others have told me and I know there are many sides to every story so the more sides I have, the more informed I am. Iromar has a history both rich and bloody. I remember the war and I remember the aftermath. The pack has shifted so much since then. I have heard of pup kidnappings, killings. You say you had no side but I'm sure you still had eyes on the situations at hand. Is there some history of the other alphas and the overall opinions on the pack that you can share with me? Was it feared, pitied, hated? How did the alphas rule?"

She waited patiently, hoping she wasn't asking too much of him. As he headed up a dune, she followed in stride, taking her time to watch how he set his paws in the slippery sand and following suit. After all, he should know how to travel these lands better than anyone so who better to learn from? As they reached the top of the dune, she looked over the water rolling in and gasped at the beauty of it all. Her eyes widened for a moment as she looked out over the horizon, taking it all in. Her nose scrunched up at the salty tang in the air and she rolled her tongue around in her mouth, almost as if she could taste it. He started telling her of Glorall and what it was before so she turned her head to listen. He finished his comment with a word of advice and her lips curled in a smirk as she nodded her head. "You're absolutely right. Change can be a good and necessary thing sometimes." He then told her that she could consider them a friend and she smiled, truly pleased. He said that maybe they could change the future of leadership for Iromar and find peace for Moladian. He brought up Blackthorne and a wolf called Aranck and her brow lifted. Could that be the wolf who killed Aithne? "I look forward to making our friendship a strong one. I don't mind some bloodshed but I am building for my children and I'd like as little bloodshed as possible in their future if possible, though I think every parent wishes that for their child."

She smiled a little bitterly at that. Her own parents probably didn't give a damn and Andras taught her to meet the fight head on. She would teach her own children the same so they would be ready if it came to it.