first lesson
04-23-2017, 04:27 PM
Rory had been trailing along the border again trying to copy his mother. He hadn't quite understood how she marked the border, he hadn't ever actually gone on patrol with her yet, but her scent was enough. Maybe if he walked it enough his scent would be a constant thing as well? He was aware his scent wouldn't be nearly as frightening (who was he kidding, he wasn't frightening at all despite the fact he was already mostly full grown) as his ma, but he could pretend! Maybe by the time he was old enough loners would recognize his scent - at the very least Faite would be proud of him for taking initiative. A howl, not urgent this time, reached his ears and they flicked towards the direction of the noise. He recognized it easily as Fortune and is mouth pulled back into a grin. Oh boy! Normally when she called it was for some training and that kind of distraction that he needed. He did want to learn how to do things and showing up to training was a good start. He padded towards the willows and easily spotted his grey coated aunt. His tail waved behind him and he smiled at her warmly. "Hey Aunt Fortune. What do you have planned today?" He asked as he sat himself down in front of her. Walk, "Talk" Think |
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