Soft tones would fill her ears as the woman admitted her lack of knowledge. It wouldn't have been surprising if the woman had been to young to even recall such a thing, she didn't appear to be that old. Determination danced in her bi colored eyes as the woman swore that she would help Maija again if it were ever necessary. Humorless laughter would fall from inky lips. "Tell me about your pack." She would humor the girl for now. It was doubtful that the girl commanded an army of warriors. No, she appeared to be too kind, to soft hearted. It was up in the air about whether or not she would grant the woman an alliance, there was still to much unknown about her. Sure she had saved Maija, and the debt would be returned, but could she sacrifice the wellbeing of her entire pack? What was she talking about, the silver woman would smirk. If this woman ended up in war, it would be the shock of the century. Haunches would fold beneath her, tail curling around her hips as she waited for the woman to dive into her story about her pack.