Making Waves
Laisrén Adravendi |
Since his first lesson with Faite the boy had been persistently practicing and his confidence in himself was building. The desire to protect had found him and was beginning to bloom within him and he felt the urge to stand up and be one of the muscles for the pack. He was currently practicing his fighting stance when the summoning call rang out. The lanky boy perked before he dropped what he was doing and trotting off. With the training he was also improving on his balance and becoming more graceful, despite still being in the awkward growth stage in life. He quickened his pace hurrying to get there. He didn't recognize the call and he was worried that it may be danger.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think |