Lost Lamb

Her choice of words made him stop in his tracks for a moment, a wicked feeling slanting his lips in a cool smirk as he slowly looked back to her. Was.. that... her being defensive? He liked that, he liked that a lot. She was defending her strength, which meant she was at least aware that she had some.. and that was important for building a wolf.

"How so, Tana?" He was fully aware that strength came in different ways, and he intended on utilizing all of those ways... though how much did she fully understand herself? And how much was she willing to admit to him? He continued walking, not wanting to cause her to feel anxious at all. He kept his eyes forward once again, though his ears were attentive and tall on his crown. He wanted to listen and waited for her explanation with an incredible sense of self-control despite how impatient he was feeling.