Redtail Rise standing on the edge, face up

He is surprised, though unbothered, when his Wealda joins him on his patrol. She chuffs her greeting and Ratio nods his head low, ears flat in a quick show of submission and welcome. He feels somewhat out of place with her beside him. He is not as at home with her, does not yet understand her. He makes no effort for conversation when she does not do so herself. 

He is comfortable in silence, so long as she is. 

He pauses whenever she does and stops completely at her side when her paw steps come to an end. He looks at her as she appraises him. He is not self-conscious but does not puff himself up for show, either. He is larger, of course. Prophet is also larger - it seems she commands an unusual number of large men. Ratio has smelled not a single other female within the pack. This does not concern him in the slightest but he cannot help but find it an interesting - and odd - fact. 

When she speaks, he understands her easily and that is a relief to him.

"Fighter." he answers and his thoughts stray to Prophet and back again.