the journey calls

Her heart swelled with maternal pride as her younger son won his first real spar. Mismatched eyes shone warmly at both boys as she rose to her paws, letting her son make his offer of medical assistance before stepping close to nuzzle nis shoulder and murmer toward's his ear, "I am very proud of you, my son. Well fought." She stepped away, allowing him his dignity and surveying the young male that easily matched Tornach for height.

"You are well trained. You've both fought very well today." The praise wasn't made lightly. In a world like theirs, you needed to be able to fight and win. A smile was cast to both boys before she nodded, dipping her head and turning to leave.

-Exit unless stopped.-

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