Moonspear lawmother

She could have a choice, then- but she foolishly fell into a sort of satisfaction then to know she would be able to have some influence, only to learn that the Rite was nuanced. And that whoever it was she chose, that she might need to be separated from them for a while- a means of protecting both wolves involved, it seemed, from the chance they might develop perilous emotions, reaped only from passion and not from an intimate knowledge of one another. 

She considered then, her own tactics. It was too important of an event in her culture for her to be comfortable with a stranger, and yet she knew if she chose Chakliux, they might be denied the chance to see one another for some time. She saw acceptance within his eyes, should she voice her own longing- and yet...She would deny him, at least a bit longer. 

"You would know the hunters in these lodges," She said. "I would...Want to meet them for myself, first, if it is allowed, but...Who among them do you think..." What? Who would be gentle? Who would be friendly? Who would even be acceptable, and would he volunteer their names?