Being a woman is never easy in this world, and I fully believe in showing your strength so no one attempts to take advantage. I know what males are capable of, and how woman have a fear that they do not need to worry about. It is my duty to ensure that this girl is presentable in a way that shows she will not be walked all over, and it appears she takes my advice, even if it is just for me. Perhaps she will learn how good to it is to hold herself that way in the future. I do not know her, but she does not come off as particularly weak...she seems guidable at least.

A single blue eyes of mine looks at her and her toothy grin. I was never one for grins and smiles, at least not excessively done, but many seem to enjoy it for...some reason. She appears to be in that crowd. If anything though, the younger girl may even seem a bit nervous with that smile. Some do that. I cannot know for sure though- she did just saunter up to me without any real issue. I am not scary- unfortunately.

She brings up my rank of spy and how I may know the goings on in Moladion right now. I have very odd feelings about being a ‘spy’ of sorts. By heart I am a warrior, but spy fits me best with the body I was given. I am light and feminine- I was not created for battle like I should have been, but being a spy of sorts allows me to get some things done even if I am not built to do it by force. Specially though, the girl seems concerned about Iromar and Diveen. I had just recently come from Diveen. I know of the situation between Iromar...and I begin to ponder this as my eyes return to the setting sun.

”I was Diveen,” I say, my eyes staring off in serious thought. ”Diveen’s leader, Orion, just lost his son to the son’s imprint- who tore his very heart out. Gruesome way to go,” I said harshly with my teeth clenching slightly. ”I did not feel he was in the best of spots- no one I would expect to be in a good spot after that, and then to top it off with tensions from Iromar? I may not know the details of that yet, but that is a lot of issues and pressures to pile up...and not to mention he is leading a whole pack,” I say, my own anger starting to boil inside although I keep it toned down for the girl’s sake. I know the rage that he feels, even if he does not show it yet. I felt the same sort of rage with my mother’s killer.

”Only time will tell at this point. All I can do is try to do what I need- find this woman who killed his son, and I am certain she is the one who killed a member of Spirane years ago,” I say with a nod, before turning my head back to Sila. ”What do you think?” I ask, the wind blowing my soft grey fur in the wind, the scars from Magnus apparent on my face among the brindling.