Blackbeak Bluff The night wages on

He gave a lingering smile before droping his gaze to the rock beneath their paws, and looking back out to the evening sky. "The warrior in me appreciates the distinction." Cecil gave a short, and quiet laugh. Indeed he was little more than a warrior at the moment, a foot soldier, however he aspired to greatness one day. To be able to protect the Commander. He hoped that one day he might prove his worth as more than just a warrior, perhaps as a diplomat or a scholar. He wasn't to sure yet, but one day.

"And what brings you out here tonight Natshana-Sin?" As she had enthralled him with he language he would do that same of his own. Although he had a feeling she might pronounce it better than he had hers.