Sun Mote Copse inner gold

jr considers her words carefully after reading meerkat's ptero. 'how to be a leader' seemed a bit ... unspecific and some of it, jr believes, can't be taught no matter how hard anyone tried. she isn't so sure she, herself, possesses the natural personality traits to pull it off — disabilities aside.

if nothing else, she knows, she can take njord and meerkat's lessons and try to apply them to her everyday life; even if she isn't so sure her nature is compatible with them.

she thinks of the current situation that appeared to be happening close to the copse's borders and feels her hackles prickling; feels the heat of wanting to fight, to protect ( of course in the most violent of ways ) warming her from inside.

-how do you remain diplomatic in situations that could be high-risk to the pack?- she starts with the question that comes from those thoughts, allowing her considerations to segue into ptero, her paws signing the words in the dirt.

jr's natural inclination is to seek them out and chase them off and if they refuse to leave: attack. but she doesn't think starting wars unless it has come to last resort is a super great image for a leader.