The place highly reminded her of her own home; as cold and unwelcoming the forests seem, it was but a treasure to the northerner. She was used the taiga, the coldness that ran through, and while the mountain itself was a pleasantry, she enjoyed the factor that was this. What was strange however was the boulder that Asra seemed rather reluctant to enter, and upon the rest of her group arriving, she split away from them.. And remained outside of the dens.
There was also the factor that she highly felt unwelcomed. It seemed like the glacier-wolf was intruding if she was to enter, and grimanced when she looked inside, imagining the tension that would appear if she entered so. While Asra held such a desire, there wasn't many who seemed to care for her.
She slinked away to the outer regions, and rested against it.
Pushing herself upright in a proper seating position, Asra politely nodded to the new Graf. There was a few things she was curious about- specifically being where had everyone gone, especially the other Eisen, but as someone she saw as bottom of the totem pole, felt it was not her place to ask. It made her wonder how much the man was bearing onto his shoulders, now that Sagtannet was split in half, and Rivenwood is full of strangers.
"It reminds me of my old home. I was from a cold taiga, though I had not seen such an odd boulder before." Glacier eyes momentarily glanced to boulder before facing the shadow guard. Though remembering the issue with Taikon, and how fiercely his golden view looked onto the other Eisen long ago, she tucked her eyes to the barren floor.
"It is my pleasure." Though she did want to join him upon his departure for their new territory, Asra also understood the importance of staying with the mother, as only the two were in the mountain with a handful of children to protect. Thankfully so, there was no trouble that brewed during their waiting.
"I'm afraid I am not well-liked, however." And so the wolf confessed to the Graf on the misgivings of how she felt so far.
Rank mattered little to the woman when she felt so alone, "I feel as if i'm.. Being avoided." It was true in the sense that it was simply hard to find others during her time, if she thought correctly, Mahler was the most she had interacted with throughout all the wolves, to Taikon, Stag, Star, Wylla, and even the kids itself; only meeting Marble. It seemed like everyone was.. Absent, and in that sense she felt they were avoiding her.
Even the newcomers seemed amiss, and she did not know how to interact with them properly. They were introduced to now Rivenwood during her time in the mountain, and she wondered how to properly talk to the bunch.
"Perhaps I am overthinking, but it does feel lonely."
"Very so.. Though we were divided by class." It was definitely different then it was at the court, as the numbers were so low that Asra simply.. Was alone majority of the time. It felt nice getting a bit of peace, but at the same time.. She missed the interaction and socializing. If Asra had one wolf to regularly talk with, she would be satisfied.
"It is an adjusment. I do enjoy Rivenwood."
"I had not seen them in some time.. So I assumed so." There was some suspicions that were thrown at the back of her mind, for she definitely addressed in thought of their disappearance. Asra had met them all, and one with the promise of learnings of a new language; which now would not meet the light of day. A shame to be, for she enjoyed them all, maybe less to the harsh matriarch, but respected nonetheless.
"I do not know if it's good, or bad.. But it is a change to get used to, a welcoming one." Asra was far too knew to officially say whether she enjoyed the movement or not, as the mountain was only something she just was getting used to, before uprooting once more. However such an inkling to her own previous life, she unknowingly accepted it the new terrain change, but had trouble adjusting with the lonesome wolves that seemed to stray away.
"I'm not sure what you mean, i'll help what I can, but I am still what I once was, a newcomer." A smile, but not of pity or shame, but a knowing of her place in this. A rank may be changed, and higher did she go, but her heart still felt everything was too new to accept.
His words gave an encore of a small laughter, "To others but a fantasy, but for me it was a life. Like all sorrowful stories, it too ended in a betrayal. Maybe I hope my own stories have a more positive twist." Though the one story she shared with Mahler was not the most positive one, but something she shared upon her childhood. It was like a reaching to a past she so holds nostalgia against, but knew in her heart she would need to abandon it.
It was hard to let go for what she only knew.
"Perhaps in this time of need, I can share a positive one on another day." Asra knew well it was not the time for a fairy-tale.
"You are far more experienced then I, I only hope to learn from you."