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Once again he listened intently as the woman spoke. Call it a mutual respect that was born between them, but the man was careful to ingest her words and take them in despite their message. Once she finished, he rose once again. Blackfeather are fools to disown you, the dribbling of water cascading down the curves of his frame, splashing nearly covering his words as he spoke in the background only to fade into drips, sleeking down the fur once more while he stepped up out of the heated pool, finally turning to face the woman once again. There was no need to keep his back turned after he had found some semblance of respect in the female.

Aeronwyn, hypothetically speaking - he began, the usual roll and rumble of his words smoothed to a calm tone as he spoke. Would you follow a creature such as myself. Despite her answer holding little ground on his future decisions, he desired to hear her answer. If she so thought he was a leader then her oppinion was valid. If not she, than whom would. Ruby eyes holding Aeronwyn in a steady gaze, seeking truth no matter the answer.