Couldn't Stay Away [Joining]

Aurielle listened intently to her older friend’s answers as he gave them, ears perked to catch each word. She wasn’t just interested in what his answers would be—she was learning, too. It would, she thought, be a good idea to learn varying styles of combat. She was going to be a midrange wolf. There would be opponents smaller than her, and bigger than her, so she could be flexible.

She could see herself using her father’s old preferred battering ram attacks on a smaller wolf and using a smaller wolf’s agility against a larger opponent. She wished she could have met her grandmother and seen her fight.

Aurielle beamed as Amos was accepted as a Unit wolf, and as her father led the way into the heart of the Plains to the meeting area, she fell into place a little ways behind, moving smoothly at a lithe trot, mane and tail flowing on her slipstream as she said, “Congratulations, Amos! Now we get to see if you can put your knowledge into action.”

As her father took his place in the center of the flat, bare dirt area the pack would sit on in meetings, she leapt up onto the boulder and settled, gradated eyes watching intently as she waited for the spar to begin.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think