Navarre had to give it to her, the girl was brave. There were very few wolves who approached him without being automatically on guard or even began to question his word. The fact that she did not take no for an answer gave her some points in his book. Eyes of depthless gold glitter as he gazes at her with renewed approval. She was willing and eager, traits that brought him back to memories of his own youth and his hungry desire to train with his grizzly old grandfather. He nods at her words, finding it intriguing that his name would be mentioned in the mouth of an alpha. He had not done much since coming here to Moladion, but he must be doing something right if the alpha of Taviora sent her promising youth to him for guidance.

She thanks him and he simply nods his head, a wolf of very few words at heart but there was that hopeful smile on her face that told him even if Nymeria and Kalseru did not want him to train her, he would have to see to it one way or the other. "Wait a moment." he mutters, turning his back to her to raise his head to the high mountain peaks. Long muzzle parts as a low tenorred melody falls from his lips. It was a question. He knew that the alphas of Spirane had much more diplomatic duties to attend to, and this simple question was one easily enough answered by the song of voice.

For a moment he is silent, his song ending in a plume of hot breath. Black ears remain alert atop his head as he listens, golden eyes scanning the peaks and ridges above for what he knew was there.

It is not long before a single note is returned. A voice much higher in tone than his own, but carrying the same regal note that assured him that his question was approved. While it would have held perhaps more merit for a face to face encounter with the mountain queens, he is content with this response for now. It is all that he needs. A curt nod is given in the direction of the ridges before the large black dragga turns once more back to the young forest nymph. "It seems your presence has been awaited. Let's get started." he says with a knowing smile, an almost mischievous smile dancing across his frosted muzzle. He tilts his head now a single ear flickering as he speaks again, "The first thing we are going to work on is your stance. There will be many times when you come upon those much larger than your own. Use your advantages... tell me what you think they are?" he asks, a single brow raising as his tail flicks slowly back and forth patiently. It did no good for him to simply tell her what to do. He wanted her to think. Think like a warrior. It was using ones brain that he found to be most helpful during training exercises and well, he needed a starting point. Lets see what you're made of little forest sprite..