Broken Boulder may it never leave you to sleep in the stone

Horosk felt a small rush of relief when the other male returned the smile, easing whatever nerves had been tempted to settle in the Storyteller's stomach. Although he was usually comfortable around wolves, he still got a little nervous from time to time. "Ah," It was Alarian. He'd wanted to meet the Govenor sooner, but he was glad at least that they could introduce themselves to eachother now. "Yes, I'm Horosk. It's good to finally meet you." 

At the mention of Semira, he felt a little pang of guilt. He hadn't seen her for a little while now, and he was beginning to grow concerned, especially after the encounter with Liri - where was she? Was she okay? She'd seemed a little out of it the moment they arrived at Bracken Sanctuary, but he'd figured it was simply the idea of a new home with strangers that had unsettled her. "We're... we're doing well. It's lovely here, I have to say." That much was true, but Horosk almost felt bad for speaking on Mira's behalf when he wasn't even sure where she was. Probably just exploring, or maybe hunting, right? He'd go look for her later.