Searching for guidance
11-19-2016, 02:30 AM
Her sudden burst of energy startled him, his body rocking backwards slightly as he lifted a front limb in alarm. Her words were hard to follow as they came rushing out of her maw, asking about her family. His face grew somber as he relaxed, taking a seat in front of the bundle of excitement. "I’m sorry dear… I haven’t seen them in a long time. We only talked about boring pack stuff, and not much else. I wish I could help you..." he broke off, because he couldn’t. It had been seasons since he had even heard them in the south, the pack lands had grown stale without a single trace of the wolves who had claimed it at their home. The look on her face was enough to break his heart, the father in him instantly wanted to scoop her up and take her home with him. His ears flicked back, a quiet huff leaving his maw. He knew what it was like to miss your family, he knew it well. She went on though, saying that she was searching for lessons over a spar, if he was able to. Eagerly the aging gentleman nodded, he would be able to at least do this favor for her. "A lesson it is, then. Do you know the basics of fighting, how to stand and how to set your defenses?" From how long her family had been gone in his mind, they may not have even be able to go over the very beginning of fighting. And he had patience, he was Merlin’s father after all. |
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