Idols And Anchors [Fight Training]

*Faine* · 07-10-2017, 11:22 PM

Faine had always found herself with somebody, and she was almost never alone. What was nice was that when she was with somebody she was usually with a member of her own pack too. Her travels to go scout out the lands of Auster had been rather unsuccessful, finding just barely a few herbs here and there and it was disappointing to her. She had left it at that and had found herself waiting around for Dragon to call for the raid. She had decided that now was the time to stick to herself and prepare herself for such circumstances.

She had organized her small herb stock as best as she could, keeping it neat and such so she could take them to the raid for those who would return wounded. She had trained herself to get enough rest and to take care of her body in case she needed to rush into battle. Speaking of battle, she didn’t really know much about that stuff. She had the natural instinct of a predator to fight, to sink her teeth into flesh, but she knew that there were probably strategies out there that could help her out either way.

Her body was not one for battle, she was a fast wolf. If she had not been a healer she would have made out to be a great huntress, which she was sharpening her skills at anyways. Yet, she was sure that even a thin wolf like her could probably take a wolf down if she tried hard enough? Right? She knew that Dragon must know about battle, but she decided not to bother him because he was probably busy. Kharnage was a rather large brute, and from what she had learned Fern was also a fighter. Some other wolves said they would fight in the raid, but really Kharn was the one she was closest too. Hopefully, he wouldn’t mind if she asked, right? She flicked her tail and left her den, nose twitching to go find the male and easily finding him. A playful smirk on her face, “We meet again, knight in dark armor,” she teased. “Wanna teach me how to fight?” she asked as she trotted up to him and stretched, readying her muscles for some nice exercise if he agreed.

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