Amoxtli was still nervous; he wanted to impress everyone, even himself. Shiloh gave him some confidence, he really wanted to prove to her above all others that he could be strong and he wouldn’t fail. His ears flicked back though nervously and he couldn’t help but move towards her and rest one of his darker marked shoulders to her own for a moment. It was just as if he was with family, she instilled a sense of comfort upon him that allowed him to stand a little taller and maybe just be a little bit less scared. It is only heighted when the girl presses into him further causing a deep breath of relief to flood through him and a warmth that simply steadied his nerves. Shiloh was just amazing like that he thought, the only one outside of his family able to do so, she was a good friend and perfect as his partner to come here. His father knew what he was doing when he had picked the black and golden female to come with him.

He gave a little nod when Shiloh said that he would do wonderful. He sure hoped so. He didn’t worry if Sleekwing was a good or bad wolf, he would do his best to impress the warrior of Spirane and train with him to the best of his ability so that by next spring he could be the War Hawk of Taviora. It was something he felt he needed to earn and do, then perhaps when he was a little older he would even be the War Shield. He wanted to protect the pack… just like his father. It wasn’t until the after hunt that he really wanted to learn how to protect others just as his father had and follow in his footsteps. He was taking care of Shiloh’s wound and realized he never wanted to see others hurt.

His scar his flesh was just to be the shield between him, he would gladly take all the pain in the world to keep others from hurting like how Shiloh had. His mismatched eyes drifted to the scar upon her brow but he could not reminisce for long for a large silver pelted male approached them and Amoxtli was certain this was the wolf Sleekwing that he was to train with.

He bowed his head respectfully as the wolf greeted them, allowing his mismatched sunset orange and bright green eyes to go to meet the warrior. He listened to his partner talk and his tail gave a few waves before stopping suddenly dipping his head again as she said his name before standing up on his paws. Shiloh had already told him why he was here, but he had to say something. Once Sleekwing replies confirming he is who they think the boy speaks.

”I-it’s nice to meet you, Sleekwing. I-I promise it will not be a waste of your time. I am to be the one to take my father’s place someday as Guardian of Taviora your teachings I know will help me be as good as him.” It was the first time he had voiced it, he wondered what Shiloh would think that he, for sure wished to take his father’s place someday, who knows when it would be, but Amoxtli was going to try his hardest to make Shiloh, Sleekwing and his entire family proud.