It Bears Repeating

She glanced at him, at his terribly upset expression. His question, ending on a sigh, and sounding resigned, sparked her curiosity - why so upset? Then, with a flash, she remembered what he said as a pup, something she had mostly dismissed. That he would be Primo. Was he still set on that, wanting to be Primo? "Yes," she said softly. "It is her right. Never did I think that Bass would fail to tell his own family... it was like... it was like he was running away, as if he planned to never to return. It is Sparrow's right to at least hold the pack until his return." If he returns. She held that thought stubbornly inside, refusing to believe that possibility.

His next question made her brow furrow. "Well, Tyranis. That depends on what you want to study. There's four paths for you, each of equal importance. You can choose to be a fighter, a hunter, a healer, or even a messenger. You can even be a mix of fighter and healer. Messenger's a bit different, though. They're the ones that scout for the pack, and spy; they are also the wolves chosen when messages need to be passed. They require diplomacy and speed. Healers, fighters and hunters are all self-explanatory, though. What path would you like to go?"