Make me a warrior

Torin noted the woman hardly seemed to budge as he approached and a brow quirked. He wasn't challenging her but he couldn't help but be a bit irked that she didn't at least show a little deference. He listened as the woman spoke, shaking his head as she apologized. This was his job, his duty to the pack; much as he might have wished he could spend all his days rolling around with his children he knew that simply wasn't possible. He frowned as she continued to speak.

"Lirim exsists to be a place to seek betterment and learning, and I am certainly more than happy to offer an opportunity to offer that." He started, tentative. "However this work you offer, what exactly do you mean? It's hardly within our best interest to teach a fighter their craft and then have them join our enemies." Did she wish to join Lirim? That was what he was trying to dive to the bottom of.

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