Along the Western Wall

Eyes lit up at the idea of both lessons and spars, shimmering with excitement at all the thrilling possibilities. Why, he would get tons and tons of practice in no time and maybe someday he'd be a super amazing fighter! That would be cool. He wasn't exactly sure what he'd do then or what the road might look like to get there, but that was okay. He had time. "I'd really enjoy that!" he affirmed with vigor.

As Regulus explained the history of the wall that surrounded his lands Amos eyed the thing with renewed interest. He could see how a wall would be a really smart idea though. It kept strangers out, you could see really far when you were standing on it, heck, every pack should have one if they were smart. "A raid? That sounds... intense. I haven't really learned much about packs and their interactions with each other. I do apologize for my wandering mind, but how does one maintain relations with other packs? I'm sure it's important to have allies, especially if you might find yourself being raided." he held himself tall, ears and eyes fixed on Regulus with rapt attention. He could tell this man was someone who could teach him quite a bit about more than just fighting given the chance and Amos wasn't one to waste opportunities.

His eyes felt like they might fall from his head at the idea of the final version of the wall which Regulus spoke of. That sounded like quite the project, though if they'd already done this much he could easily believe they'd have it finished in no time. Maybe even before his new friend was able to come on adventures.

For a minute Amos got lost in staring out across the plains. He could see why a pack would wanna live here. It was just lovely, so vast and beautiful he could probably stare out at it forever and not grow tired of it. Turning to give Regulus a toothy smirk, he replied, "Is both an option?" After all, given the choice he'd like to know anything and everything about this place. This family of Aurielle's and their pack had him intrigued.