After finding @Dahlia at the Firnen Rainforest challenge, it was safe to say that Oskar did not let her out of his sight. Clinging to his littermate like a little limpet, the young Sigrún ensured that his first pit stop afterwards would be the very place she now called home. Not only her, but @Hrefna - a brother-in-law and two little nephews, too! Weary after his long travels, he would slow to a halt at the Hollows border, letting out a low chuff for the leadership as well as his sisters. He imagined Dahlia would be close by, but for his elder sister his arrival would probably be a bit more of a surprise. He could only hope that there were no hard feelings after his prolonged absence, and that he too would be welcomed back with open arms.

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Truth be told, Roan had missed the joining of Hrefna's sister, so it wasn't an expected occurrence to then have the girl's brother show up next. Unlike when Dahlia joined, though, the Hodari was actually within the Hollow this time to hear the summons. Heeding the call, the king arrived in due time, finding a young, patchwork male upon their borders. "Hello there," the masked man greeted in kind as made his way out of the shadows of the cave opening. "I am Roan Hodari, king here in Obsidian." The introduction was a relaxed one, perhaps alluding to the new father's slight lack of sleep lately as he opted to fold his haunches beneath him. "Who might you be, and what can I help you with?" Roan had some assumptions as he noted the call had not only been for himself but for Hrefna as well. Was this a Sigrun at his doorstep? But @Oskar didn't exactly look like a typical example. Though the minty eyed lion had met Desdemona before, the calico woman's connection didn't immediately jump to the forefront of his mind just yet.

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As @Roan approached, Oskar would straighten up, suddenly nervous in the presence of the High Sovereign. Friend of his father's or not, this was a stranger (brother-in-law's uncle, technically, sure), and he was suddenly acutely aware of the fact that he didn't have his parents at his back for support. He was on his own now. Dahlia and Hrefna would be waiting for him, which reassured him, and - sucking in a little breath - he would remind himself to be brave. "Hello," Oskar hummed, keeping his tone bright and polite, "I'm sorry to intrude, sir. My name is Oskar Sigrún - Hrefna, your Gentry, is my sister. Dahlia, too," he smiled, unaware that Roan hadn't yet met his calico littermate. "I was hoping that you might have room for me in the Hollows, so that I can live here with them." The Hodari didn't seem the sort to turn him away, but the Sigrún would steel himself all the same; just in case.

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Roan's suspicions about @Oskar being a Sigrun were quickly confirmed as the ashen boy introduced himself. He had a wonder if more of the family might find its way to the Hollows now that they no longer held a stronghold of their own. While the Hodari had his own morals to contend with regarding some of their practices, he would not be one to turn away someone's desire to join their family in Obsidian. "Nothing to apologize for," Roan waved off the yearling's formalities casually. "Pleasure to meet you, Oskar." A warm grin sprouted across the tired man's face. "Any sibling of Hrefna's is more than welcome here." The mention of Dahlia wasn't missed, though, making the mauve lion realize he had missed the induction of other Sigruns into the Hollow. "I'm ashamed to say I haven't yet met your other sister, though. Someone else must have accepted her," Roan sheepishly admitted. It wasn't a bad realization, though, to know that his ranked members were doing well with bringing in new members to the quiet Hollow.

With the addition of another young Sigrun, though, the Hodari still needed to do his due diligence. "Has Hrefna already told you about our rules in Obsidian? Do you have any questions?" While the boy seemed nice enough, nervous even, he was still a Sigrun. Given Roan's varied experience with the family, it couldn't hurt to try and get a better ideal of Oskar's personality, though there was very little the patchwork male could say to make the Hodari deny him from joining.

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@Roan was welcoming - very welcoming, in fact - and Oskar would feel any remaining tensions (any anxiety at meeting someone new, which was a regular affliction that poor Oskar suffered from) melt away. "Thank you, Roan," the smaller male smiled, unsurprised that the Hodari hadn't yet had the chance to meet with Dahlia. "Don't worry - I think Dahlia was a very recent addition, and I'm sure you've been busy. You'll like her - she's very helpful, and really smart." Maybe he was a little biased.... but still. He felt his cheeks grow a little warm at the question that came; it was inevitable, really, that Roan should ask such a thing. And it embarrassed Oskar to consider how little he actually knew about the place he sought to join. "I'll be honest, I haven't actually had a chance to see Hrefna yet; I know she's been so occupied with the babies. I only knew about the girls being here through Dahlia, and she didn't say much about your laws... I'd love to know more, though? And whatever you need to know of me, I can tell you." He paused, then, chewing the side of his mouth thoughtfully. "Our father has spoken very highly of you, too." And it sounded like his sisters were happy here, from what he knew, so if the Hollows worked for them - and his nephews - then it would surely work for him too.

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It eased a little bit of worry to know that Dahlia was a more recent addition to the Hollow. At least Roan hadn't been gone months without meeting her yet. Surely they would cross paths eventually, right? The young Sigruns were bound to show up at a pride hunt soon enough, perhaps. In any case, the mauve lion was more than happy to have @Oskar join them as well. "Sounds like a fine addition, then," the masked man nodded to the younger lion's description of his sister.

Despite the quietness that often took over Obsidian, many of its members were still often busy with their own affairs, so it wouldn't surprise the Hodari to hear that Oskar hadn't had much of a chance to catch up with his other sister since she joined the Hollow. Roan hadn't had much time with Hrefna either, even yet to officially meet his great-nephews. Though for that matter, he didn't think Hrefna, nor Lysander, had met Roan's youngest children either. "Not to worry. We keep things pretty simple here," the High Sovereign started off with a casual tone. "I just ask that everyone pulls their weight around Obsidian. Play to your strengths and help out where you can. We all take part in the hunts, protect the borders, and watch out for the cubs. That sort of thing." Roan never felt like he needed to go into too much detail about the "rules" as there wasn't much to really go over. A lot of it was just common sense, or at least he hoped it was common sense. "Things can be a little quiet around here, but after all the homes I've lived through in my years, I don't mind a bit of quiet." It might be a bit boring, but the lions of Obsidian still managed to find ways to get together from time to time.

As for what Oskar might bring to the table, Roan wasn't particularly concerned of the matter, fully expecting any Sigrun who joined them to be an asset to the pride. Still, it wouldn't hurt to know where the boy planned to focus his efforts as he grew. "What sort of tasks interest you, Oskar?" The minty-eyed king sought to turn the attention back onto the yearling before the patchwork lion mentioned his father. "Thank you," Roan couldn't help but feel a grin form across his face. It was always nice to hear that others respected him considering how lesser known the Hodari family probably was across Amaryllis. "I think very highly of your father as well. Magnus has always been a good ally to my family," the mauve lion offered with a slight dip of his crown. He respected Magnus the most out of the many Sigrun across the lands, and trusted the man wholeheartedly. Though the same could not be said for the whole of the Sigrun clan, that was an internal moral conflict Roan was still working on.

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He'd done his bit to promote his littermate, by the sounds of Roan's reaction. That pleased Oskar immensely - he had a way with words, so why not use them to subtly push his sister into higher estimations? He'd do the same for any of them. The requirements that the Hollows had seemed pretty attainable; fair, by all standards. Pull your weight, which Oskar felt he could probably do. "Quiet is nice. I'll take quiet any day." It hadn't exactly been relaxed living under his father's rule, so the Hodari regime seemed like a nice change of pace. Just what he needed. "My mother was a diplomat - one of my father's most trusted. Admittedly I only managed to do a little shadowing with her before she returned to her homeland." Don't think about it, don't think about how sad it makes you, don't think about it. Keeping a poker face, he continued. "I would say that's my strength. Politics. If there's anything I can do to assist with the Hollows' relations, I'd be happy to help." Because what else would he be good for? He could hunt just enough to keep his belly full, he was small and innocuous looking enough to possibly pass for some sort of scout, but.... Nothing amazing.

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The masked man worried, sometimes, that the quiet nature of the Hollow would be unappealing to some. And truthfully, it probably was, but he was pleased to hear that it wouldn't deter @Oskar from joining his sisters. Considering all the Sigrun family had been through, even just the little that Roan was aware of, he could only imagine what life was like among the large clan. Obsidian was nothing if not a sanctuary for the weary.

Being Magnus's son, the Hodari had his own assumptions on what Oskar's strengths might be. He did not posses his father's larger stature, though, so perhaps fighting was not to be expected. The way of diplomacy was much more easily anticipated, though, leading Roan to further assume Desdemona to be the yearling's mother. "We can always use more ears to the ground," the masked man commented with a light nod of his head. "I'd like to think we are on fairly good terms with most prides, or at least neutral with them. No true enemies to speak of," Roan started off. If Oskar was to assist with relations between the prides, he should at least know where the Hollow stood with the rest of Amaryllis. "Should you hear anything different, though, I hope you will let me know. For the time being, Vermeda is our only concrete ally." And he'd leave it at that for now.

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Knowing that his father and Nadia had found a home in Vermeda, it comforted Oskar greatly to learn that the Brook and the Hollows were allies. It made things... easier. Less messy. Smiling, the patchwork yearling would nod in understanding at the words of his new King. No enemies, friends with Vermeda, being an ear to the ground.... That suited him just fine. It suited him very well, in fact. Obsidian could be a great place to broaden his knowledge and experience in ambassadorial duties. And that's all he wanted, truthfully. To be better. To be useful. "Yes, of course, I will let you know. Thank you, Roan." With a smile, then, he would step over the border and offer a respectful dip of the head to his new High Sovereign. He would be ever so grateful to the Hodari for letting him live here, with them. With his sisters.

"I'd better go and find Dahlia and Hrefna, unless you needed anything else of me?" He would linger until dismissed, at which point he would then head into the depths of his new home to seek out his kin.

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"Thank you, Oskar," the mauve lion returned with a small nod of his head. Though the Hodari might still be on the fence about the Sigrun as a whole, he could not discredit the individuals. @Oskar didn't seem a thing like some of the other Sigruns Roan was familiar with. Not like Saga or Ulla, but then again, he had only just met the boy, and the patchwork lion was still young at it were. There was time to see where he might still fit among the larger network of his own family. For now, though, the mauve lion was more than happy to have him join the Hollow as another ambassador to help keep things running smoothly.

With mention of the boy's sisters, the masked man gave a light shake of his head. "No, I think we're done here. Feel free to find yourself a den and get familiar with the tunnels." It had been too long to expect that Oskar had once lived here like Hrefna had as a child, right? Either way, there was little needed at the moment. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to call for me." A small grin formed across the Hodari's face as he followed the yearling into the tunnels a bit. "And welcome to Obsidian, Oskar." With that, the king would seek to depart, knowing that the newest member wanted to find his family within the Hollow.

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