Adelina had such a difficult time reading him- not that she was very good at that kind of thing anyways. Sirius seemed angry, disappointed, and possibly confused to a degree, but all at the same time. He asked for an explanation but didn't seem like he cared much for it. Not that she expected him to care, but she had anticipated a different reaction. When he struck her paw away, she immediately put it back to the ground, making a mental note to not do that again. As she went on in her explanation, she thought she saw recognition in his eyes as he looked her over once more. But then came that look that she thought could be a disappointment. The way he mocked her for being conditioned, made her feel like he didn't want that to be the case. "Is that what you want me to be?" She asked, her own confusion evident.
When he started laying the rules of his pack, she did her best to commit everything to memory. Most of it she had expected. Some of it she didn't quite understand. She didn't know what other kinds of injuries he was referring to. The majority of the scars she bore were inflicted by others, wouldn't that be the case here as well? Unless he was referring to if she made an attempt on her own life ... she didn't know. Surely if she received an injury in a confrontation with one of the other Armada wolves, she wasn't meant to resist? Then what?
But the part that left her taken completely off guard, was that she was meant to learn how to fight. "Fight? Why?" She asked, immediately afraid. She wasn't supposed to fight back. That was one of the rules. But now the rule was to fight? She didn't know if she could.
