The verdict won't change

Sorcière les Désastre
A sudden spark ignites, And from the dark a light breaks the silence


Sorcière went silent once more, merely listening as the one before her spoke. An ear flicked in thought as she did so, but the question remained; did she want to be a warrior or was she suited for something else? Despite what training she did have Sorcière knew she was lacking in those skills, then again the traveling had done little to sharpen those said skills. Perhaps she was a bit too young still and not trained enough for such a field, maybe a hunter or healer would be more suiting. But she wasn't sure and that was where her hesitated lied, a warrior never showed such a thing for it could cost them dearly. Sorcière didn't quite find her self ready for such a thing, training would need to take place before then. Though she was far from afraid to admit when she wasn't suited or ready for something.

However joining as a consort wasn't quite ideal, but she supposed it was better then fighting unprepared. Those ears shifted down half way and that gaze left the purple-hued women for a few moments, only to look a the blood stained ground beneath her paws. "I'll join as this..consort. But I will want training as a warrior." Perhaps not quite a fair trade off for Sorcière, but it was a start..despite being quite uncomfortable about the whole consort thing. That problem would be dealt with once such proved to rise, she knew sooner rather then later that it would become an issue.