Simple & Clean [Pack Meeting]

Those ears flicked forth, listening as their alpha began to speak. Abelinda knew, easily how things could go. For now, she listened. Taking in what was said and yet rising a brow briefly at the words upon a no name law. That was an odd one, but supposed this alpha had enemies - what Alpha didn't? One could not befriend all, nor could they not have peace - they were bound to have something another pack desired in some shape or form. Then again, her half-brother was a good example of this. “As stated before; I'll take the mantle of a healer.” As for mentoring a youngster here; it depended if they took a interest in healing. It was unlikely for they likely would seek to be a warrior or hunter yo make their pack proud. Youthful exuberance at it's best.

However, it seemed her nephew proved to shoot high, then again he had stated if she recalled correctly that he loved this she-wolf and they intended on becoming mates. In turn as he spoke of becoming second in-command, he proved to earn the ire of two brothers; that glacial gaze blinked and Abelinda uttered a sigh. “Steel you tongues, youngsters.” The serpentine women choose to speak out, not harshly but it was uttered as a command never the less. “Your mother and my nephew, if I recall are rather smitten.” That gaze shifted to the pair; it was obvious in how they acted. “I've little doubt, you'll have little reason not to trust Vereux.” Supporting him, of course; why wouldn't she after all? “He has much to prove, yes; but if you do not give him the chance, how can he do so when you're both so quick to judge?” Once more speaking her piece, though her voice was calm and level - betraying no true emotion as always.