The girl was brave and Tlantli respected the unflinching desire she saw as the pup remained after being reprimanded. So many others would have fled her, an angry stranger with the potential to kill, but the young, sandy child left Tlantli with a sense of marvel unknown to the golden coyote in the past. She appreciated a warrior, even one so young as this. Someone who could hold their own. Weakness was death.
It gave the Kimaris a drive to teach the girl what she knew, even if it meant helping a wolf who would have otherwise been disrespected. The girl herself seemed quite excited as Tlantli agreed to be her tutor, eyes widening with intrigue. She could keep a secret, oh she promised she could, and the woman believed it. She believed without question that a child could keep a promise and a secret, when adults could not. "Good, leetle girl." Her head bobbed in a pleasant nod and a smile managed its way onto the muzzle of the young lady.
The knife scraped the remaining fat off of the pelt laid out before her. Luckily, the girl would not have to wait. As inelegantly as she had sat, she rose from the ground. "We can start now. Aye haft no concerns that you will not learn quickly." Her belongings were collected in one fell swoop, fiery eyes falling on the opposing green before her. "Aye ahm Tlantli Kimaris. What ess your name?" Best to know her pupil.
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