maybe i just don't know love yet, maybe i don't trust yet

Ignita smiled warmly as Yara stated her understanding, and nodded in encouragement.
"I'm sure you'll do fine," Ignita replied warmly as she noticed the woman looking around, "It took me a while to get the hang of it too. I certainly made a few mistakes of my own as well. But if you're diligent and eager to learn he rewards fairly generously!" She insisted. She didn't mention though that the price of making a few mistakes could be rather harsh, she let the shiny pink scar over her nose and cheek say that for her.

When the Songbird asked if there was more, Ignita tilted her head with a delighted expression, unknowingly making the light catch that shiny scar.

"Oh, there will always be more!" She admitted with a chuckle, "How about your purpose; for now, it'll be your place to do as you're told, by anyone in the pack. But his commands are above even mine, and mine are above anyone else's. If anyone is giving you grief though, or you're not sure about something, you're welcome to come to me. I love questions! Even if they make you feel silly. I'll occasionally host a lesson in the market and you'll be welcome to join them if they interest you. Once we find what you're specialty is we'll make sure you get as many opportunities to work on it as we can, as long you're able to balance any duties you're assigned!" She wondered what kind of specialty Yara's would be, Iggy's was organization, learning, and teaching. Would Yara's be stealth and recognisance? Hmm...