Sun Mote Copse Time to make one last appeal for the life I live

Wildfire seemed to be good hearted and her movements were fluent. She knew how to conduct her self well and for good reason, she was a master hunter. Phez slouched a bit, her tail brushing over the snow softly. ”You are very kind, maybe one day I could be a leader.” She grinned, encouraged by the woman.

A scout by trade too, ranger and ambassador. Phex recognised the well-achieved woman and said as much: ”You must be very intelligent then, because you must’ve travelled a lot. I would be greatful if you told your leaders, that way there shouldn’t be too much bother when I come to meet them.” She smiled, happy to be making relations with the neighbors. 

”Do you think you could teach me about being an Ambassador?” Hope shone in Phex’s eyes, hopefully the woman would have time to share some tricks if the trade with her.