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"To heart, then," the Kaymbdenite man says in response to Valoel pounding his right fist to his chest, the woman following soon after. They do not want to stir up unnecessary trouble with the chain of command, this is for certain. "We relieve command of Viktoriya unto you."

There is a moment of silence as Viktoriya stood unmoving, with a gaze unbroken from Victor, making her handlers increasingly nervous as they turn to look at her. It is not that they think her behavior is part of some defect, but rather that she is reacting to something in this man that would impair her effectiveness in the field. It also makes it seem like they have no control over her, or she over herself, and this was unacceptable.

"She is simply studying her allies," the woman finally says, straight faced despite her uncertainty. It is true that Viktoriya does study the signature of others in order to fully detail them apart in battle. With some relief to the two she finally lowers her head breaking eye contact, only to hear her utter something.

"Noise," is the word that emerges from the beast's throat, met with confusion by her handlers but they are not the ones meant to hear it for a change. She then finally looks over to her handlers, ears drawing back.

"If you are finished, then you accompany her to the training yard," the man says, gesturing to Valoel. As he does so, Viktoriya's focus changes also, meeting eyes with Valoel, and her ears fan out again to study her signature. "You will listen to her, understood?"

"Da," the beast mutters breathily, glancing over to him. Switching focus back, she takes a breath and steps over to her new commander making some of the soldiers nervous with how close she was getting. She raises her front right claw and too pounds her fist against her chest, the Kaymbdenite equivalent to a salute. "Vik...toriya."