home at last

Liste listened carefully as Angeal asked a few questions of his own and Aria responded. At Angeal's question, her brow furrowed in confusion and worry. Did he anticipate leaving the pack once they'd joined? Did he truly think he had no skills? She wondered if she should ask him about it later on, but she didn't know if he would recoil at such an inquiry. Perhaps she would just have to help him see his worth.



A smile crossed her maw as she turned her attention back to Aria. I'm not sure where my skills best fit, perhaps you could help. I was trained as a pup in the art of stealth primarily, but I have been taught how to hunt and fight as well. I believe I could fill the role of either Lunav or Iridia - whichever you have greater need for. She turned to smile at Angeal before continuing. In my experience so far, I have seen that Angeal is a wonderful hunter. He had, after all, taken down that deer for her just earlier this day. He had the build and strength to do the job and do it well. And maybe her tip to Aria would give him a little more confidence in himself and his abilities. Liste truly didn't want him running away because of an inferior feeling or something of the sort.



She thought of her mother then, after mentioning the skills she had learned in her childhood. Her mother had taught her everything she knew without the help or support of a pack or family behind her. She had taught her on the run. Liste's mother had been an incredibly tough wolf, and Liste would admire her until the end of her days.