ooc: yep ^^ And no worry, I wasn't near a decent Internet for about a week!
His eyes widened for a while when the male spoke about him having to clean the stables, but he soon recomposed his expression before looking again at the red wolf. he looked calm, but his heart beat hadn't calmed down yet. He knew that, in any way, he would have Claudius doing that for him. All that coward would need was a little threatening and nothing more.
But, what really thrilled him was the male's next question. What did he meant with that? The boy wasn't the kind of person that liked to think a lot about the future, even less about his future profession. His brows furrowed while he thought quickly, biting his lower lip. What were the jobs in the tribe once again? Medicine - his mother was part of that -, Scouting, War, Fire Tending - a stupid one, he always thought -, Craftsmen - that coward chicken, Hemming, was part of that, as he heard about it - and Hunting.
The only ones that actually atracted him in the moment were War, Hunting and, perhaps, Craftsmen. He always thought of himself as a warrior or as a hunter, but creating weapons would be fine too. He grimaced for a second. "I'm not sure... Maybe a warrior or hunter..." He said lowly, mostly to himself. The boy didn't meantion Craftsmen because he wasn't that atracted by it. Then, a wary look through narrowed eyes to the male. "Why...?" He asked, his voice dragging with wariness. Why would that guy be interested in that, and all of a sudden?