Emira thanked her for her compliment and returned the gesture, “Your name is quite lovely as well.” she told her, observing the darkness of Morrigans pelt, with the deepest undertones of brown that shimmered when the sunlight hit it. Her golden brown eyes widened a bit at the mention of lower rankers. She would have guessed Morrigan was of higher rank than herself, not equals. “It’s no problem, I’m a lower ranker myself..” she admitted, glancing towards the ground. “But hey, us lower rankers have to stick together right?” she smiled, nudging Morrigan with her body playfully.