Dragoncrest Cliffs all I've done so far is not get killed

Ishum's brash impatience was met with a warning, and though he was still impatient he hid it in a bow of his shoulders. He had no intention of angering Eske, especially when he'd just met her. He nodded when she suggested a Gona, for that had been the rank he'd held in Maungeda. She asked why he left Maungeda, and to that he answered, I came to serve Heda. I have always liked what I've heard about the commander, I wanted to meet her and be a part of her tribe. 

Her next question engaged Ishum more. He loved discussing his trade; his strategies and victories. Even speaking about battle excited the boy warrior. His tail swaying lightly now, he replied, I prefer offensive battle. I like using strategy and skill as opposed to brute strength, and you get to use it more as a warrior than a guardian, in my opinion. You? He turned the question on her, curiosity glinting in his icy white gaze.

Before the Cheka had a chance to respond, the brown furred male sensed another nearing. A large dark woman, with power in her stride. Ishum assumed this must be the Heda, and with a hint of awe in his expression, he dipped his head to her. Heda. He acknowledged her, but waited to be addressed further.