Namid was pleased when the man didn’t object and, instead, began to eat his catch. He was doing a fine job of keeping up on their borders, making as many trips, it seemed, as the leaders themselves. He deserved every bit of anything he got. As she’d spoken, signs of peaked interest showed in the man. She wasn’t sure why his actions had chosen that moment to show his interest, but she could only suspect that it was the animosity she’d left. She’d been very faint in her description of her situation, and she would be lying if she’d said she wasn’t interested in what had happened in the larger male’s past. But, it wouldn’t be proper of her to ask him that sort of question and it would be the same for him, she supposed, even though she had never really been afraid of explain her past like others could be.
A bit of confusion showed in her mismatched gaze as he stared at her for a moment before gathering himself to his paws. She worried for a moment that her statement had offended him, caught too close to home to his own situation that he needed to run from her. However, the next event shocked her to her core. “If that is how you feel then I have no qualms about following you.” He said, before bending and exposing his neck to her, lowering his gaze to the ground, and lowering his tail in submission. She fought to keep her jaws closed, alarm showing in her gaze at his show. Her heart swelled and, now, she fought back tears in her eyes. She’d been so worried she hadn’t been doing her job right, that she had been failing her members. Anthem’s submission showed her that perhaps she was doing something right. Lowering her own head to him, something that most leaders wouldn’t do to their subordinates, she showed him a mutual feeling of respect. “Thank you,”