Polish and Luster

Adore was relatively swift to respond, and he nodded to himself as she arrived. Quick responses were preferable, and she was just on that end of it. He smiled easily at the young wolf, spotting the questions in her eyes. “Hello Adore. I wanted to speak to you about what direction you wish to go in the pack.”

He sat up, looking down at her. “You’re drawing near to being a yearling, and of an age to start thinking about mentors in fighting, healing, and hunting. You’ll be asked to learn all of them, but what is it you want to focus on as a rank?”

His attentive gaze asked for honesty and deep thought on the matter, and there was no sense of pressure to answer right away. He wanted her to think about it before giving him an answer, though he’d be glad to list her the ranks if she asked, certainly.