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He was more politely inclined to her ramblings than Charon had been the first time, and she noticed his polite but clear disinterest in the learning of plants and easily changed the subject. She was not insulted, she had yet to meet another wolf who cared so dearly for plants as she did. She nodded, smiling to his words.

"A lovely thought. Surely, no matter what makes us feel worthless, there is always some use to be found somewhere. If we don't give up, as you said. You only need to search until you find your use." She was pleased to hear he liked Moonspear so far. She'd come to love the area herself, for it's plants and views but mainly for the people who lived within it. She felt no suspicion for his smile, the conversation flowing quickly into the next topic.

She smiled wrly, wondering what type of impression Charon had made on the male. She didn't know him well enough to ask, though, without seeming like she was asking him to badmouth her leader. Teasing Charon for his ways was one thing, but she'd not stand around and listen to someone talk badly of him, or Amekaze. Her loyalty had been firmly earned and planted. "Amekaze is a kind wolf. She's strong too though, so don't think her sweetness weakens her. I'm pleased to follow a wolf like her, and a wolf like Charon. I feel I can depend on and trust both of them, as leaders and as friends." She wasn't sure what else to say, how exactly to describe Amekaze. They'd had quite a few talks, and she felt that Ame and Charon both fit well together. Two parts of a puzzle.

"She's genuine." The thought was last minute, but it seemed to fit perfectly. She wanted to tell if that he would like her, but to say that was to assume. She didn't know him well enough to say that he would. She assumed any easy-going polite wolf would like Ame, though.