Blackfoot Forest Downtown

"Ah," she said in a way of self correcting herself. "A pretty King I see. Oh well. Different strokes for different folks." A smile beguiled the mocking connotation of their back and forth exchanges.
 
But when asked of rank the playfulness of the she wolf's demeanor was promptly placed aside. "I am not," she said decidedly. "I hardly know the people of your ranks and I'm still a tad traumatized from my adventures...I would only reflect poorly on your abilities to choose leadership." Though frowning her words came from a place of calm, unwavering honesty. She was not fond of holding power but was even less fond of disappointing her brother; however she was wise enough to know her own limits in the situation.
 
"I will work harder than usual though," she promised with a firm nod. "I will gain knowledge of your people and the lands we live in. I think I would like to be a Scout." This last sentiment ended with her looking curiously at Aaron's face. "Are you in need of one?"