Father and daughter
Mal
06-02-2020, 09:23 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-02-2020, 09:40 PM by Malalia.)
It was good to hear that the Warlord took no shit, not even from his own kids. Seeing him punish Azure for his... whatever that was, was heartening. Hearing him put it so explicitly into words was even more so. It made her job easier, knowing she wouldn't have to tiptoe around her siblings. She snorted faintly with amusement when he tweaked her nose, and while she hadn't literally thought of putting some bass into her voice, it was funny to imagine. She bumped back up against the Warlord in kind.
Even as her eyes roved over the borderline, she listened intently as he described her new authority. It was a daring thing, to take charge. For all her determination when she trained and when she fought, she'd been happy to follow orders, fight alongside her packmates. It was another thing entirely to lead them, to be responsible for them, too. Mal nodded slowly. She didn't miss the importance of that.
Interestingly, the job also came with the ability to answer recruitment calls, if only temporarily. "Maybe I should start going out of bounds more," she chuckled, half-joking. Sirius had recruited a number of wolves in the past season, herself included. If she had this authority now, why shouldn't she?
Learn and grow. Above all else, her priority right now was growing into the prestigious rank he'd bestowed upon her. Experience would come with time; packs didn't always get along within themselves. Everything else, she had to seek out, whether it would be knowledge or training. She nodded; Mal would have more questions for him later. For now, she would have to deal with the heart attack that was Sirius leaving her in charge for two weeks. "Uhhh." Her eyes couldn't help but to go wide, ears standing erect. "I think if you give me enough time, I should be okay. And Resin and Tamsyn can help, too, right?"
Even as her eyes roved over the borderline, she listened intently as he described her new authority. It was a daring thing, to take charge. For all her determination when she trained and when she fought, she'd been happy to follow orders, fight alongside her packmates. It was another thing entirely to lead them, to be responsible for them, too. Mal nodded slowly. She didn't miss the importance of that.
Interestingly, the job also came with the ability to answer recruitment calls, if only temporarily. "Maybe I should start going out of bounds more," she chuckled, half-joking. Sirius had recruited a number of wolves in the past season, herself included. If she had this authority now, why shouldn't she?
Learn and grow. Above all else, her priority right now was growing into the prestigious rank he'd bestowed upon her. Experience would come with time; packs didn't always get along within themselves. Everything else, she had to seek out, whether it would be knowledge or training. She nodded; Mal would have more questions for him later. For now, she would have to deal with the heart attack that was Sirius leaving her in charge for two weeks. "Uhhh." Her eyes couldn't help but to go wide, ears standing erect. "I think if you give me enough time, I should be okay. And Resin and Tamsyn can help, too, right?"