For Kateri it was nice to know that she would have a direction to take her life. In a way when she was lost was kind of how she felt before when it came to what she was going to do. Now knowing that one day she would be able to help others like her mother did was like she'd been found all over again. Kateri smiled up at her mother,
"I believe you mama," Aquene was like Aleister, they never broke their promises to her. Her mother was yet again helpful in providing the word she was looking for,
"Tradition," she repeated just before a confused expression crossed her features,
"What is tradition?" She asked so she could understand better. She did understand that it had something to do with what she was trying to get out. Her mother might be able to make it more clear.
The young Slayer nodded,
"I think that's a great way to start mama," she exclaimed enthusiastically.
"Maybe I can figure out why they taste so bad," she said giggling a little. She knew they were good for her and would help but that didn't change the facts. Then her mother started to list the things that she and Kateri had the same. The dark pup gave an emphatic nod when her mother asked if she knew she'd gotten her dark fur from her mother.
"I like that my fur is dark like yours and my eyes are like papa's. I feel like it really shows that I'm part of you and part of him too." The pup felt she'd been lucky to be able to have something on the outside that was her parents. She really did love them both so much. That had only grow much much bigger after she'd been found and knew that they had been looking for her the whole time. Knowing that had only shown her just how much they both lived her.
Kateri knew that she was starting to figure out the kind of wolf she wanted to be. She'd already made the first steps in helping others by asking her mother to teach her about healing. She knew that being able to fight was another way she could help others but she needed to know how. So when Aquene mentioned that her father was an amazing fighter her eyes lit up. It was so perfect, her mom could teach her about healing and her dad could teach her how to fight. It was really the best of both worlds.
"I'll ask him real nice mama. I'm sure I won't get hurt cause papa wouldn't let that happen," she assured excitedly,
"After my leg is better, I promise," she added so that her mother wouldn't worry.