"SwiftPaw, it's a pleasure to meet you,"

A small man, sitting on a chair next to her and Swift had began to speak. Was he another member of the Guild? He appeared to be giving advice, or, more like wisdom. 

[i]"For someday, you may require their assistance, and they may not be so quick to help one who was so easily thrown into rage by a simple question."[/i] 

Yet another wave of guilt overcame Rose, but she was learning. She was growing, and that was at least something to be proud of. When the old an revealed himself to be Makarov, the Guild Master, Rose's knees almost gave way, and she became pale. Did the Guild Master just watch her throw a chair into another man's face? She felt like she could faint, but was relieved when she realized Makarov had welcomed them all as members. Would she be punished later? Would Makarov hold a grudge against her? She was worried but filled with immense joy. She made it to Iron Tree! 

Rose was about to introduce herself to the Guildmaster, when a small boy announced himself, asking something about a fight? She watched as the boy suddenly pounced onto Swift only to be knocked across the room. As Swift attempted to help the boy up a tall, broad man pointed his blade towards Swift whilst helping the boy up. Rose's heart jumped, and she immediately ran towards the two, putting herself between the man's blade and Swift, such as Swift did for her. 

Rose looked up to the elf man without fear. "We are Guildmates. We shall not fight amongst ourselves," Rose stated, acknowledging Swift's words.