Amachi easily listened to what Avalon had to say. The woman would remain silent otherwise as she usually was. In a large group of wolves, she didn't usually want to express her emotions or otherwise feelings. The end of her tail twitched, as she thought about her rank. Of course she'd want to be a warrior, she was a bit rusty but that was what she was born and raised to do. The gray eyed beast would take a moment to look towards the heir. Who would be assigned as his mentor she wondered.
"I'd like any rank of a warrior you can give me Avalon - and I also could be a mentor." Amachi spoke easily, and it was every hint of confidence. She didn't normally speak with uncertainty anyway. The only times she did that, was when she had spoken with Avalon one on one.
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