Looking for Acceptance

(i'm not sure what her rank will be, but she's accepted!)

He eyed her, though the bow she offered suggested that she was willing to make up for her small fumble. Raheerah listened and allowed her to explain. In that way, he supposed they were similar. Raheerah, too, had been forced to fight in order to survive and progress. But it was less so out of dire need than it was for desire. He was a machine at heart, a fighter, a killer who could follow orders and perform seamlessly. He had done it all his life, but realization of this fact had caused him to snap. And despite the change of his nature, Raheerah could not deny than truly, his very essence was still the very same. He would continue to fight and to obey until he died, though he performed now for different reason. The oily beast glanced back at Xi'nuata, only briefly before he focused on Acacia again. "Theenn yoou shaall enteerr ouur raanks uundeer myy faactionn." He spoke, and turned his body so that he faced the interior of the Vale, thought kept his gaze on Acacia. "Myy naame is Raaheeerah. Aand Ii shaall traaain yoou." The dragon added and stepped forward, expecting her to follow.

At the same time, he extended a silent invitation for Xi'nuata to join them and perhaps offer a warmer welcome than the beast.