Orlaith was in deep trouble- the usual. She was not very well-liked at the moment, as the Count had caught her, and Hiero lectured her so, but who can say if she ever listens? Nontheless she was pretty locked down within the stream now, she felt if she tried another 'vacation' with the excuse of the bear again, she may truly be demoted, or even kicked out.

At least her wounds healed, as she paced through the forest to let off any of the pent of steam she held. Though something caught her attention, as her ears twitched to the unfamiliar sound of someone singing. She knew no one would sung, howling was one thing, but preforming their own lyrical musical was another. Curiously enough she tracked down who they were-

and was blasted with an air of familiarity, and anger. However, Orlaith doesn't know her. She was a bit frustrated on these waves of feelings, that surely that had met somewhere one way or another, as so the repetition as shown. They were definitely not someone recently seen, for the grays and black, with unusual mis-matched eyes..

"You new to Kaistleoki?" Tilting her head with a raised brow, the commander asked with a neutral stance and a curious tone.

"Hold up," she backed up out of discomfort, as confusion laid onto Orlaith when the other was brimming in tears. She always thought to be a bully at times, but she did not think she was that bad to bring another to tears- though it seems they once knew each other. The other spoke fondly of her so while looking like a hurt princess, but it brought no empathy from the knight, only confusion.

"I don't know you-" she paused, "I don't know anybody except Kaistleoki." Lately the past has been haunting her more then usual, with the factor of Seelie Court members laying through the wilds now that their pack went into ruins for some unknown reasons, they all seem to unconsciously come toward the previous fairy guard. It was a bit of an annoyance for the factor she held some unsettling feelings toward the name, especially toward the Queen she still did not remember. Neither a name or face came to view- so her feelings were left unjust.

Her right arm throbbed in a slight pain, but she ignored it, briefly glancing at the lightning scar before back toward the gray woman.

"You're from Seelie Court, right?" That was the only conclusion since everyone that once knew her so, was from that pack, "I lost any memories of them, so uh, nice to meet you again." Awkward as it was, that was the best she could muster without beating around the bush, 'i lost me memories who the fuck are you.'

It was especially awkward since the other was crying, but with the glares of earlier from her gloating over the disbandment of the court, well, perhaps it was not the best moment to be rather positive on the matter.