Ain't My Last Dance
09-25-2016, 12:29 PM
Faite focused on Laisren intently as he made all the adjustments as she named them off for him. It certainly wasn't all the things that he could do to protect himself, but it was a great start. She was more than pleased with how easily he seemed to be taking it all in. Everything she'd suggested he'd done to the best of his abilities and she was even more proud when he didn't seem to have any questions. He was like a sponge trying to soak in knowledge like water. "You're doing really well Lais. You're picking this up like a natural." She praised him, beaming at him with her typical smile. "Now make sure to remember those defenses. We'll come back to those in a minute. Instead focus on how big you're going to be. From the way you're growing you're gonna be really large, so imagine you're fully grown and are taller than I am. How would you attack a wolf that's clearly faster than you?" She was hoping he'd be smart enough to figure out how big he really was gonna be. They all seemed to be growing like weeds and she could tell he was going to be pretty large. He needed to recognize that his size was going to be both good and bad for him. He'd have some power behind those limbs if he practiced enough, though he would certainly lack the same speed that smaller wolves had - much like herself. So he needed to know how to keep a smaller wolf close quarters and how to use his strength in just the right ways so he could batter an opponent and weaken them. Walk, "Talk" Think |