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Fury stared at Paeon as she defined a hero.
Continued to file her laws as she spoke, as well.
The Warchief hmmed softly in response, just before the girl looked up and seemed to gawk if ever slightly, at the monolithic woman.
Swiftly, the girl was on her feet and oming towards the Warqueen gushing like a pup.

You're obviously a hero already!

Fury looked surprised for a brief beat as she weighed her options...
Act the part? Play the good guy? Potentially gain a recruit?
Speak the truth? 

The towering woman chuckled softly in the end, a noise of humility if anything.
"I am no hero. I have killed wolves before, more times than I've done anything worthy of admiration." She sighed.
"My scars, most of them are from when I killed a cougar to save the life of another pack's pup. Others are from fights with other wolves." She answered, flicking her torn ears as if to gesture at said others.