All Outta Bubblegum (pup training)

Artur had slipped out of the den early that morning to try to avoid any of his siblings inviting themselves along, but he hadn't had a whole lot of time to really explore before he heard his mother's howl calling them back. He let out a grumpy sigh, but then perked up. She wasn't calling them back to the den... she was calling them to the stone circle. For training?

The auburn-and-white pup lit up. Although he and his siblings had been play-fighting and play-hunting and playing pack since they were old enough to toddle, they hadn't had any actual training in anything. The fact that their mother felt they were old enough to begin training made his little puppy chest swell with pride as he raced for the stone circle. He was determined to beat his other siblings there, and as he bounded up to Gwen's side he was pleased to see that he'd succeeded. "You're letting us start training," he exclaimed, making it a statement of fact rather than a question. It was obvious that they were going to train, asking the question would be redundant. He sat in front of her with an impatient sort of dignity, waiting for his siblings to get there so they could get started. Except Cairo, of course... his chocolate-brown sibling, named for their esteemed grandfather, was sick AGAIN.