I'll Make a Man Out Of You
01-25-2019, 01:18 PM
Rhyme perked as he heard Acere’s call, as soon as it reached his ears he realized what a good idea such a lesson was. His mind should have been filled with thoughts of his quickly growing brood, but he still couldn’t let go of thoughts of Darilnor. The loss hurt him deeply and having something that wasn’t lone patrolling seemed the perfect distraction. He felt a bit of pride in Acere’s work as well. The man had proved his worth more than a few times over. He very much deserved the rank given to him and Rhyme was happy to call him packmate. He was excited about Ignis’ progress so far as well. The young man was turning into quite the warrior. Picking himself up from the rock formation over the rapids that was now the grave marker for his son Rhyme loped easily over the land and to the plains. This was the best place for fight training, it was open and had plenty of room for all of their warriors. With an encouraging nod to Acere Rhyme took a seat close to the man, happy to sit back and see if he could learn anything from the experienced fighter. |
