Ava could not help but avert her gaze; the kind girl would be competition for space and protection, then? The Lore was big, of course, and there was certainly enough room for several families - many families, even, including one composed of dark-furred pups adorned with eyes of silver and gold. But the instinct was within her and she could not deny it... though she could swallow it, for a few moments at least, and so she turned back to the silver she-wolf with a pleasant expression.
Narime's next words brought a heavy guilt to her heart for feeling any heat at all - her speech flattered Ava more than she could say and her amber eyes displayed a gratuity that words could not properly grasp. Heart full of honesty she turned her dark head to face the woman and said, "You'll make a gracious leader and mother. I wish you and Sloane success in your endeavors one and all. And, should my plans not work out," A sly smile appeared in her expression for a brief moment as she once again pictured her silver-dusted knight, "I would be happy to support you."