show me how strong you'll become

The slate alpha watched as the two pups appeared at almost the same time, though for how close they were they took their time. Noir and Verse were the least enthusiastic of the bunch, both of them seemed lack luster to how they normally acted. While Theory seemed hardly affected by their mother’s scarcity, these two were all but consumed. Another reason for him to stand strong despite the pain behind his blue and lavender eyes. He had to be strong for his children, who were too young to be dealing with the loss of a parent.

He put an easy smile on his face as he moved to nuzzle both of them, offering what comfort he could in the form of affection. They wouldn’t gain much from that though, and the routine of everyday life would. The bit of training would help get their minds off the difficult loss. Noir seemed dejected and Verse distracted as she peered up at the nest of ravens.

”We’re doing some training today, my children.” He nosed Noir under the chin, and turned to kiss Verse on her cheek. ”Have you been practicing your defenses?” All of the children had been given the basic idea of how to set their defences, this lesson was to see how creative they had gotten, or if they figured out vitals yet.