Golden Glade Not every cloud bears a silver lining

Ayla listened silently as they other spoke, her gaze on the sky but her attention on Aspen, as shown by her flicking ears. It seemed both she and Charley enjoyed speaking of trades, however, she didn't mind in the slightest. She listened, and hesitated after her Queen finished, waiting to see if she would say more. When she didn't Ayla spoke.

"Yes, the naturalist trade is what I hope for. I've learned a lot about plants especially, though weather is one of my specialities, it seems. I think you'd make a good councillor, Aspen. You just seem like the type to do so. You'll make a fine warrior as well, I think" Ayla's opinions of the mercenary trade were not quite so high, though she did not show it. Her Queen could pursue what she wished, but Ayla was against violence, the most violent situations exempt.