Sow His Seed

He explained what he'd been doing thus far; talking to Sparrow mostly about the pack and it's story. Caelestis supposed that was reasonable as a starting point, though it sounded dreadfully boring. Maybe she was just too busy and energetic to find such matters appealing though.

Her expression remained largely neutral as her laughing fit drew to a close. At his question about ranks the young woman scrunched up her face, thinking over what little - and admittedly it was very little - she knew of the ranks. "Hmm..." she hummed, pretending to think on the question for a long moment after she'd already decided her answer. Mismatched eyes flashed brightly as she chirped out a simple, "Nope! Can't say I do." Whether it was because she was a horrid student when learning things she didn't have an interest in, or because the ranks were actually kind of uncomprehendible mattered not to Cael. Although, if she gave it an honest assessment she'd say they might just need reworking. The pack was ranked and still held rules as though it was home to the wolves for hire it no longer posessed. She couldn't even find any willing sparring partners; these were no mercenaries. At least not anymore.

Casting Archon a look that was no less weary that the one he received on arrival, she'd study his mottled coat absently for a bit. Eventually something gave and Cael heaved a sigh before shrugging and adding, "I mean if you want input I guess I would say it needs changes. So far I'm not ranked or apprenticed or anything... Not that I've met anyone here I'm keen to learn from anyhow. If I had to guess though, I don't think Sparrow's that attached to it. Hence no official ranks assigned to myself or my family." There was a nonchalant shrug and a disinterested glance cast aside before she finished with, "Wouldn't tell her to do away with it though. More tactful, maybe tell her to make it her own? I dunno".

By now the girl was looking visibly antsy, shifting her weight from paw to paw. This little detour almost had her forgetting the rest of her morning run. It was the bite of the winter air that reminded moving was what had been keeping her warm. "If you think you can keep up, I'm not done exercising this morning. Guess you could come too and see more of the territory or somethin"