Hold the Torch Together [Gwenevere]

Gwen nodded, though she urged caution with a quiet "Don't make the assumption that your fangs will give you the edge in a fight. You are still smaller and lighter than most males and like it or not that gives THEM the advantage. It's unfair but true, females simply have to work harder to put themselves on equal footing in a fight." She knew that Aurielle's teeth did give her an advantage over many wolves in terms of arsenal, but she didn't want the young female to let it make her over confident - Aurielle's natural confidence would likely insure that her warning would not send the girl too far the other direction, into a paralyzing self-doubt. Teaching meant striking a balance, something that Gwen was constantly analyzing herself for.

But it was easier to muster a smile now in the new alpha's confident presence. Seeing a former pupil - though Regulus had most of the training of his daughter owing to her unique position as heir, she still considered all the pack's children as such - grow into adulthood gave her a sense of pride in the girl that cut through the dull depression of winter. "So what are your plans, noe that the pack is yours to shape?" She asked curiously. "And on a more personal level, I admit, do you still wish for me to be your second until you hit your stride?" She certainly had no objection, but it was many a yearling who would insist on going it alone to prove themselves. Aurielle had never struck her as the type, being a level headed girl, but she would give her the opportunity to decide for herself.