Blacktail Deer Plateau All I need is a head full of hope

"You know me?" Well, great. Yet another wolf that seemed to know her, but the memory drew but a blank. There was the air of nostalgia, but majority of the time Orlaith grew to ignore these feelings, as they were no longer her own, but a past she couldn't even summon forth anymore, and the memories but a haze of what once was.

"Uhhhh, listen I don't really remember a lot of things, who are you?" It was easy to summerize the commander couldn't really things, and she wasn't sure how much they knew each other.. Though how she was greeted, it seemed they knew more then just a 'little it' and more of pals. An awkward grin approached her face as the woman swore like a pirate.