Paw prints of my Ancestors

Thorne didn’t hold back a similar compliment, they had both taken their quarry with no injuries and a quick end to their prey. Song couldn’t have counted the success any better and wouldn’t have changed a move. They made a decent team, and she was even willing to tell him a bit about her past. He listened, glad to know she had trained well to keep herself alive. Hunting was one of the most important skills to have. The skill also provided building blocks of skills for those destined to be warriors.

He nodded as he finished gulping down the last bite he’d taken. ”He certainly was, your skills are impressive.” He wondered absently how long she had been a loner, he hadn’t missed how she refused to relax in his presence. Song couldn’t blame her, you never knew who would betray your trust.