Peaceful was his usual state of mind, he did not change the laid back way he stood before her. He would dissect her aroma just a bit more, taking note of the pack scent upon her pelt. Still the small smile would play upon his features as she went to answer him. "The reason isn't as pretty as the sight." He'd find their eyes meeting as she let herself glance in his direction. "But I was told that its the algae in the water." He would look back towards the water, watching as each fish would nibble at the glowing surfaces.
He would consider this information quietly for a moment, storing it to memory. His thought process would lead him to be curious of her own teacher, knowing his own mother had been his primary teacher. Curiosity of her would bring more questions to the forefront of his mind. "Thank you for that knowledge, may I ask about your own teacher?" she had said she'd heard about it, but from whom? Was there a possibility of learning from this knowledged one?
"Speech"
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