Getting to work

It was possible that Ignatius was growing visibly excited as he prattled on about his plans. It couldn't be helped, he was still struggling not to be impatient as he picked away at the project day by day. Getting to talk about it a little bit with someone who didn't yet know what he was working on was rather enjoyable - it gave him the chance to see what someone with an unbiased perspective reacted like.

There was a flicker of a smile as Song responded, and Ignatius nodded, only pausing a beat to try and decide how best to explain. He'd need to introduce these things to all the members who were not yet familiar with the culture he'd come from sooner or later. "Allow me to make up for neglecting the subject then." Lifting a paw, Ignatius displayed the scarred pads. It was clear to even those largely inexperienced with wounds that they were old burns. "Where I come from, fire is a large part of daily life, for both practical and religious reasons. It's a symbol of many things, but more importantly, it's a key part of the training that most wolves go though. More commonly the warriors."

"It's believed that if a warrior can remain brave and cross a bed of live coals without flinching" Ignatius began while walking a straight line from one side of a marked out rectangle to the other, "that that wolf will be less likely to waver on the battlefield. Of course there's other times that we do this. Some wolves learn to dance across the coals, for entertainment, displays at festivals or important events, and occasionally during hard years when my people made offerings to the gods. Personally, I am mostly interested in using them for festivals and training purposes. It makes for quite a sight when you invite other groups to watch your pack walk across fire in the twilight hours."

"What do you make of these things? Like the ideas? hate them? I'm curious how many might be receptive. Of course, if you aren't as clumsy and hesitant as me, your paws won't end up like mine, I assure you," he mused. Hopefully the others would take to his customs well. There was still plenty more to be taught and adapted, more customs to be cultivated into something uniquely Fyri's own. In time he hoped to adopt pieces from what new pack members brought with them, to blend and mesh many ideas into something all it's own.