Time To Make A Move

Aurielle listened as Káti gave his answers, ears perking lightly, aware that her two sons were watching as well. A master healer would be good. Paladin was aging, and he would need a fellow healer-fighter. Her lips quirked at Káti’s last admission. “Not everyone is.”

She rose to her paws in a graceful motion, inviting the man with a tip of her head to walk, tail making a subtle sway to the boys, as she said, “I’d like to test your knowledge and fighting skill, but first, let me tell you a bit more about Valhalla while we walk, if that’s alright? If you wish to rest for a while before testing, to see where you rest in skill, then I will accept you as an Outlander, which simply means that you are accepted, but haven’t chosen or been chosen by a Circle as yet.”

Should he follow, the Spirit would tell him of the ranks and how they worked. It was only knowledge that most packs would know if they paid attention. She didn’t delve into numbers, or the condition of the pack, nor did she mention the Shadow Circle as more than combined hunters and fighters, with a side job as dignitaries and messengers if there were none in the Messenger’s Circle to send pleas for assistance in a war.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think