(Max’s pov)
“It seems as though the fight has begun.” I blandly told Grandpa.
“And what good does it do by telling me that?” He replied. “Unlike you I can’t see any good from you standing and spectating.”
“What do you think about her?”
“Why does my opinion matter? IfI say anything you don’t like then you’ll get angry.”
“Tell me, anyway.”
“I like her.” He answered.
“I too.” I told him. “But what do you think about her skill? Does she stand as a strong candidate for Luna?”
“Moon Goddess seems to think so.”
“I’m not asking the Moon Goddess, though.” I tell him before taking a sip of the brandy. “I’m asking my grandfather.”
I wanted to know from his experience as a tutor for previous pack lunas where she stood on the scale.
“Like anyone else before her, she’s fine, even slightly mo
