Sweet Home Glaciem [Joining Thread]
06-14-2013, 03:42 PM
Gargoyle listened. This was a decent girl. Plenty of respect and spirit - he personally, didn't 'like' wolves easily - except pups lately - but he certainly saw why Crusade had taken a liking to her. She'd fit in. "A willing spirit is all that a good teacher needs," the Chieftain rumbled in reply to her explanation of being self-taught. "We have plenty of good braves in the pack that'll be happy to give you lessons whenever you have the time. Once you get settled, feel free to ask a few for tips and then see what style fits you best." As for the hunting "I'll have you in on a couple of big game hunts, and see how you do. I've trained plenty of hunters over the years." He paused. Whatever thoughts went on in that head of his, no trace was shown in the yellow lamps he had for eyes. They kept their own constant light, devoid of emotion or reaction save for a twist of a brow every once in a great while. It wasn't a mask, it wasn't a play, it was simply Gargie. As his pawsteps added to the snowy yards they'd already traveled, the male glanced at his companion again. He'd offered to teach her to hunt- but not to fight, certainly she'd be curious about that. He didn't want her to get the wrong idea, so, with a stiff sort of shrug, he added, "I don't train the fighters. Well-I don't train-period." He flicked his tattered ear dismissively. "Never really learned how to hold back. I don't spar." Glad that was settled. The brute turned his nose back towards home and kept walking. The mountains were nearer now. They'd be catching up to Crusade soon - not to mention the pack den. "Just one more question of my own," rumbled Gargoyle as their trail became sheltered by pines and timbers. "How are you with pups? Because we have nine, and possibly more on the way." |
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