Risk Taking

*Miksa* · 10-25-2015, 09:39 PM

Walk | Talk | Think

He was drawn from his thoughts once more by further questions that Surreal had for him, questions that were involved with him fitting in to their future ranks and finding a niche that suited him. The answer came with a small pang felt inside his chest. "I'd been learning fighting," he informed her, his tone touched by a shadow of sadness. Threar had been the place where he had finally taken off in his training, learning more by practicing under Frith's patient and hands on teaching style and even more when he had leaped in to assist defending their home from the invaders who had shown up to raid their territory.

Miksa wanted very much to begin training again, particularly now that his old wounds had more or less healed over. The wound that had pained every movement of his jaw initially was nothing more than a scare, the scratches across the top of his left paw completely gone, and his left shoulder no longer caused him to limp. But remembering the injuries did trigger something else that he had almost forgotten. "I was kind of interested in learning healing too," Miksa admitted, "I was hurt in the pack before..." He paused, struggled a little, and only shook his head. "I was hurt, and one of the pack healers tended to it. I don't know what he did, but it helped a lot. I've been curious since." And since his main focus was intended to be fighting, he reasoned, being able to patch himself up afterward would come in handy.

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