She entered the manor or whatever it was. Following the really tall guy through the house as she passed by the room where these two wolves were going at it like rabbits. Honestly the positions these people came up meant they had a whole lot of time to practice. He escorted them, passing by several rooms in the process. Claire seemed quite intrigued by the place, wondering just what part of the world these wolves were from. Especially the long headed one in front of her.<br/><br/>"Well we are most thankful for this.." She said her voice trailing off in curiosity. He stopped and directed them towards a room with two beds with stales sheets and pillows and two sets of drawers. Her hands rested on her waist as she gave the place a sizable critique. It wasn't bad, but it could be better. However she had to respect the 'lair' of the alphas if she wanted to run with this pack. Turning to look at her shoulder at Hekhem as he informed them about traditions, trails and conditions. She didn't really understand what he was talking about, but she did note his accent and he seemed like he wasn't from here, at all.<br/><br/>She herself carried an accent-straight from Brazil as a matter of fact.  He left them to their own devices and she got comfortable on the bed digging in her pocket for another cigarette. "Hm?" She said looking up at Silva who seemed very much concerned with what the other wolf told them. "I have no idea what that guy was talking about, but ya know how certain tribes have rites of passage, I guess we'll be expected to do the same thing. "She said before pulling out a liter, though she didn't light the cigarette. Instead she  just laid up against the wall and placed her guitar down on the bed. "However if I were you I would just go wild and run around naked in the house...but whatever works.."She said before tuning the strings on her musical instrument. "Where are you from?"