Northstar Vale "For the night is dark and full of terrors."

Sorin smiled, his own tail settling into a slow wag as she greeted him. Her response however, left him puzzled and apprehensive. The mind of a warrior, has it come to this so soon. Sorin had hoped to avoid any conflict, but her words seemed to imply otherwise. His brows furrowed and his posture tensed as the concern over his new home, his new life, bubbled to the fore. He shook his head, not in disagreement but to refocus his attention. If this situation truly became as volatile as he feared, the shadow could only allow himself a moment of panic. At least in front everyone else. He could worry privately later on.

"Of course," he responded, turning towards the forest to follow her.