It didn't take very long for the chocolate man to show up, and he approached Bass with a smile. He turned to face him, feeling his lingering sadness vanish at the sight of his warmth. Tension seemed to leave his shoulders as he visibly relaxed more into his seat. The Primo matched his upturned lips, letting out a big breath. His eyes shone a bit brighter as his tail thumped on the earth a few times. "I've... been better," he said honestly, a sigh leaving his lips. "I am sorry for taking so long on this deliberation. Since our spar I have been thinking about how you have been the only one to step up and show the courage to take me on, and you had the guts to challenge for a rank two rungs above yours. After all this time, and I do apologize for that, but the rank of Prima Guardia is yours. That is, if you still want it," he said with an even bigger smile. The whole time he kept his eyes on the younger man, appraising his facial expressions. "If you take this rank I expect you to not only hold training sessions, but to keep an eye on any and all mentor and apprentice pairs. You will be my advisor on any battle plans we may be making, and it will be your job to keep an eye on any wolf who has been loaned out to other packs. When pups become of age, it will be you who picks a mentor for that wolf, for the fighting rank anyways," he explained, wanting Tinaro to know just what he would be taking on. It was no simple task, he would have a lot in front of him to be in charge of. "If you accept, I hope you will assist me in reawakening Abaven."
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