Alpha or not Motif was still his sister and he certainly wouldn't have judged her for such an action. To be fair though, Chord was hardly the best example for sophisticated beahviour anyway, not that he had ever thought his siblings were either. They were respectful enough without being considered stuck-up in anyway. Of course the only leaders any of them had ever known were family, their grandparents, parents and now Bass and Motif, and in his mind formality certainly wasn't necessary for family.
Motif would listen to his words of the lands though her teasing wouldn't put him off at all. Yes he had found some sort of real adventure, one of the first few wolves to travel to Southern Alacritia and he would be proud of that fact for quite some time. By no means however was his adventuring done, there was more to see in both the Southern and Northern lands and surely more to do in both as well. No, his adventures had only just begun. "It really is." He would comment simply, the gleeful look still shining within his eyes and excited tones continuing. "But there still so much more to do I'm sure." He would add before any persuasion to give up his wandering and join Abaven could be suggested not that Motif was typically the one to make such a suggestion anyway.
