Her licks had indeed soothed her kin just enough for him to remove his imposing stature from the sights of the Adravendi next to her. The pale beast inquired of his meaning of being in the Abaven lands, but wasn't it already too obvious? The man's voice rang out. washing over her ears, speaking of an answer to his question, vocals reverberating in her chest. Her mismatched gaze turned to the pale beast of her brother as she would speak, her own vocals smooth. "Quintus would make a brilliant guard. He could prove his worth, like any other wolf who has joined Abaven lands is expected to." She wasn't speaking in a voice that pleaded, but one that was of a simple request. Even if the pale beast did not approve of this boy joining, he could still stay on the edges of the borders: hopefully not being mistaken by one of the allies of Abaven as a threat.
