Sleeping Dragon bone tongue

Little does she feel for the arising changes Heda brought forth, both of the rising pack and the mate ship of two females. After all, she was in no position to make any judgement upon the Commander's choices. Yet, perhaps it is the feeling that Drageda has in some way conformed to the acceptances of the Teekon that leaves her less inclined to whole-heartedly accept Wildfire and Thuringwethil's mateship. Such a thing would barely be approved of in Trigeda; she wonders if it is the influence of the wolves of the Teekon Wilds that has altered the Commander's perception. Nevertheless, Rebekka does not say a word against it; she quite valued her head. Rebekka herself had pledged herself to the Commander, despite any personal choices the Commander might make. What went on in Heda's personal life was none of her business, and it never would be. However, she felt wary towards Wildfire; she woman was not of their culture. She did not trust her. However kind Wildfire was, she would never truly understand their ways, not to the extend that was expected. The two would be a figurehead of Drageda, and Rebekka felt unsure if she felt inclined to pay heed to a woman who had little to no experiance among their true, untouched culture. Casting a glance towards Gavriel who she assumed held the same emotions she did; could not meet his gaze for he held his head down, brewing in his own fury. 

She did not know what to say. Instead, she averted her gaze from the duo, but not disrespectfully, slightly nodding her head only once to show she understood the changes that would be forthcoming within the tribe no matter her personal distance to them. Rebekka pledged to support the Commander, but had said nothing about accepting the alteration of the ways she was born into. Saying little but saying nothing discouraging at all, the woman waited until they were to be dismissed.