Golden Glade metanoia

Nico gave her a look, and wondered if she had been here way longer than he had because in his experience, one could only know if leaders were good and reliable after time and as far as the soldier boy was concerned, there wasn't enough time to see if they were reliable leaders. One had to wait months at the very least. But perhaps Shalon had been recruited as part of Royal Fire Court before he had, hence the faith in her leaders.

Nico lifted a hind leg and sprayed at the base of a tree before continuing the patrol, eyes scanning his surroundings, only pausing when she spoke to cast her a glance. "It's great," the male said, a grin on his face. "Although, I must say, I'm not used to..." he trailed off, trying to find a word before shrugging. "No wars and battles, I suppose."