Of all the Tanglewood members to be the first on the scene, Bell was perhaps the least appropriate. A newly named rookie, and a fellow one eyed child to boot. He was still just as malnourished and exhausted, but that didn't stop his restless spirit from wandering around the territory. After all, wasn't it a good idea for him to get acquainted with his new home? At least he had walked around enough to be able to discern old scents from new, for this scent on the breeze was surely different from the distinct smell of Tanglewood. Bell immediately made a beeline towards it, slowly but surely trekking towards the new arrival.

He stopped once he saw her, gaze lingering on the scars that stood out against her face and neck. Bell was glad that the animal to take his eye had been a careful one, leaving no scar behind besides the gaping hole of his socket. The boy blinked and cleared his throat, soft voice a little hard to hear over the ambience of the wetlands. "Who're you?" He asked somewhat bluntly, not intending to be as rude as the words made him seem. He just wasn't all that good at this whole socialising thing yet, that's all.