Janius' face had changed from encouraging to concerned, but not for the reason Julan might have assumed. [i]"The Master Hunter, hm?"[/i] He pondered out loud, before shaking off the thought. [i]"I think so. Lorag's oversight, as well as practice you have had, does put you in a good position."[/i] He turned to Kaleeth. [i]"But you know more about the tribe's fighting skill than me, Kaleeth. What is your opinion?"[/i]

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Rhazii fidgeted in place but he listened curiously. He took a moment to stare off to the side, silently putting his words together. He did not need as long as he thought.

"I guess I never said so properly," he answered. "All the training, it's been because I want to be part of what the pack does." He made eye contact. "Ever since you and father first taught me how to shoot, I thought...'This means I have to contribute now.' I was scared at first, but as I got better, I felt like I could do it. I liked that I could do it." He brought a hand to his shoulder and peered away, his ears lowering. "I know it's dangerous, I just want to contribute. I'm good at fighting, okay? Not as good as you, or father, or Lorag, or Ri'vashi...But I'm better with a longsword than almost everyone my age in the clan. I want to keep getting better until I'm good enough."