Blacktail Deer Plateau Questions without answers, answers without questions

A rare smile softer than usual graced her face at his words. He didn't strike her as one who wanted or needed community. He was quite a solitary individual. He didn't even like physical touch. Something she was usually pretty good at, but sometimes the fervor or a moment caught her and she was thrown for a loop and reached out.

She gave a sage nod. I accept and like that.

She studied him then, licking along the seam of her muzzle, trying to word how she wished without causing an issue. Because she was merely curious, okay perhaps she felt she deserved to be higher than some, but not him. Did that make sense.

Finally she cut blue eyes and spoke. Where do I fit? What is your vision for the hierarchy? Are we mostly seers, spiritualists and shamans or are there warriors?