Risk Taking

Surreal could tell that he was surprised at her choice to be his mentor in fighting. A small grin flashed across her jaws as he spoke. “I’d imagine it is. Just understand that I want to see you working hard to be a cohesive member of the unit and of Celestial.” The reminder was spoken calmly, without aggression. But there was firmness behind the gentle tone. She stood, stretched, and gestured with her tail, inviting him to follow. “I find moving helps my thoughts flow more easily.” She offered in an offhand manner.

Her mismatched blue and gold gaze studied him. “How are your hunting skills?” Another good hunter would be a boon to the unit, and to Celestial in the future. A mouth that could help feed itself was more useful than one that simply hung around waiting for a share of a kill it had not helped to bring down. His value in the pack would only grow stronger the more ways he found to help out and become a part of the unit.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think