Larksong Grotto Imma just wander in 'ere

Tavi might have sounded a bit bitchy, but she wanted to get things right. She wanted her new family to be perfect - well defended against the many potential dangers, well provided for, and thoroughly connected to one another. When the stranger mentions his skills at defense, her mood perks up somewhat. Yes, any wolf can hunt - it is a prerequisite, otherwise they'd never survive - but defending something, fighting, was what she needed right now. Just in case.

You mean you're a guardian? That was believable. With his size he'd be a formidable opponent indeed. If that's true, then I'd have a place for you among my wolves. It still felt strange to say such things; the pack was more like Reek's baby more than anything, but she would soon be a leader alongside him. May as well start acting like it. After a moment of thought, her smirk returned. But what do I call you? The Nose?