Catrin strode through the village, her chin titled up defiantly but her eyes remaining steadily ahead so as not to accidentally meet the gaze of any of the men. She didn't feel like dealing with the grumblings of one who didn't approve of her station within Coheed. Kaalim had called on her and therefore she had much more important things to attend to.

She made it through Gilead without any incidents occurring and moved just as quickly through their training grounds until she spotted Kaalim. She stopped beside him, throwing him a quick glance but remaining quiet and waiting for him to acknowledge her.

Catrin grimaced at Kaalim's questioning, knowing the answers she had were not going to please her Chieftain. "The ones who have stuck by and continued their training are doing well, but those numbers are low. Too many are still scared of what the men might think. They don't always show up and when they do, they're too busy watching for men to focus on training."

She huffed, crossing her arms across her chest, "There is only so much I can do to push them if they are too afraid to pick up their weapons."

Catrin did not flinch away from Kaalim's outburst, nor did she respond to it. Her mouth clenched shut, but the fire in her eyes showed just how much she did not appreciate being shouted at. She remained quiet while he spoke, allowing him to talk his way through whatever was going on in his mind.

At some point she looked away, her attention falling on her soldiers training down below. She could admit to herself that he was right. It was not an easy task, going against years of culture. Years of women being nothing more than bodies to bare children. But if they were going to successfully change that, they had to all grow some spine. And she would have to be the one to push them.

"I don't know, Kaalim," she answered him, tension rising in her. "I fear bringing the Cambrians into this would only encourage them to leave, rather than to stay and fight here. It would be far too easy of an escape option." She also worried that he would see fit to replace her with a Cambrian, someone with more experience and more fight in them. She would have to prove to him that only she was fit to lead their women.

"I will start being harder on them. I will give them ultimatums and whip them into shape. I promise you, Kaalim. And I am sorry I have let you down thus far."

Catrin's eyes flashed at the idea of Kaalim being replaced and she stood up a little straighter. "There is no one better fit to lead our people than you, Kaalim. I know Nevermere has done great things for us, but this is our kingdom. Your kingdom. Not theirs. They should not have a say in who our leaders are."

She fell silent, realizing her outburst and fearing she had spoken out of turn. She clenched her mouth shut to stop anymore words from pouring from her mouth, staring angrily down at her soldiers again. After a bit of silence she spoke quietly, "Help if you wish. I will not allow my shortcomings to effect you. You have my promise."

As her outburst was allowed to pass, some of the tension fell away from her shoulders. In some ways she was not so different from the women who cowered on the training grounds at the sight of Kaalim. She still feared punishment for acting in certain ways. She was simply lucky that her mouth worked quicker than her mind did most days.

She turned and squinted at Kaalim's arm as he raised it, then her eyes widened slightly. She had certainly heard of the runes the Cambrian women received on their arms. Her eyes flicked up to meet Kaalim's gaze. "Do you truly think they would share these runes with us?"

The prospect excited her. To be able to be even stronger than they were now and stronger than the men… It could be the confidence boost the other women needed.

Catrin's features faltered when Kaalim expressed his doubt in Cambria sharing their runes. It didn't surprise her, not really. She knew of Wren and how she came by Coheed from time to time to check on the women, but actively sharing Cambria's power with the women in Coheed would be a different story.

She grimaced but said nothing more on the matter. It would either happen or it wouldn't, and they would have to continue on regardless. She nodded at Kaalim's next question, "Yes, of course. Perhaps they just need to see that they can fight alongside men without repercussions. There's no one better to prove that than the Chief himself. When would you like to start?"