Raisa recognized Wardruna in the same way she herself was; fleetingly, picturing her at the tourney, sure Arvid had nodded to her at some point to denote her importance but not remembering why or how. A council or family member, no doubt, she couldn't recall. Had she even listened? She'd met so, so many people between the search for Ragnar and the tourney, and she probably couldn't mention a single name she'd picked up.
She still remembered getting her ass handed to her, though.

The woman was polite, greeting her easily with the admittance that she didn't remember who Raisa was. The Monarch just smiled.

Raisa, Sovereign of Seiiki, an ally, she rumbled back with a wag of her tail, I'm a friend of Arvid's, particularly. What... has happened, here?

Sure, it'd been a while since she'd been up this far, but why was Arvid's scent completely gone? What had happened to Northfall? She felt a sadness she didn't really understand, worrying for her friends kingdom. Northfall had been an ally to her family for her entire life, at least -- she wasn't terribly well-traveled, but she knew what a spot such low numbers put a pack in.
Personally....
Hm.