Tomorrowland (Legion Meeting)

Valdís chuckled and glanced at Ash. "I only planned to hold the rank for a short time til someone rose up to take it. I have to admit I was imagining one of the younger ones, not a wolf my senior!" As she was getting up in age she was going to tease those older than her while she still could. They were growing scarce and having them around still made her feel at least a little bit younger.

She glanced at Ásvor again. In all honestly, between rank and love she found herself being pulled more toward love. She was getting up in years and wolves in her family rarely lived beyond 8 years of age. She didn't wan't to spend her twilight years working herself to the bone and if Ash really wanted the rank he could have it. Though of course the final decision would belong to Tyrian. "If you plan to stick with it for the long haul then I'm fine taking the rank of Guardswoman. There are other matters I have been neglecting in my ambitions." She grinned at Ásvor. She was going to propose before her next birthday. There was even part of her that was tempted to propose right there and then but her nerves held her back. She wanted it to be private and special anyway, not something in a crowd with a bunch of gawkers.