Dragoncrest Cliffs tubthumping

her heart sinks further as she feels that she sees uncertainty written on the other's face. she doesn't speak as crudely as chessur or rebekka had, but she does not seem fully convinced of something, portia couldn't put her paw on it. she wanted to comment something like 'maybe we changed to fit modern times,' or something dumb like that, but she feared it would offend the other-- and she didn't want to do that.

so she stayed silent as the other spoke, until tirgatao gave a small nudge to her shoulder, to which portia responded to with a blink of her green eyes and a single tap of her tail against the ground. "you're among the more understanding few i've seen come through," she said with a small smile, "i don't usually get this time of day with others." she took in a small breath, studying the other carefully for a brief moment. "the commander is my leader, and i gave my loyalty to her the day i stepped in the borders, i've done nothing but learn and share my trades with the rest of the pack," she said with a brief puff of her chest, "not everyone accepts me among the ranks, but heda believes in me as a member of drageda. i know i belong here." she went silent for a moment, fearing she had over-shared, as usual. but this wolf was more open than other-- save milchior-- and she planned on winning her over in the end. "that's all i need."