ardent

Calm down

for Theory



Corvus

Avalon
Fighter

Expert Fighter (225)

Expert Hunter (155)

age
10 Years
gender
Male
gems
101
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
395
player
Nyx

Mammoth HunterPride - BisexualBeeventVolcanoChristmas 2019Promptober 2019
08-24-2019, 07:01 PM
Corvus wasn't trying to scold her or anything, and for a moment he wondered if he'd made the wrong choice in correcting her. He wanted to seem more like a friend and a cousin than a real mentor.. but maybe being the latter was more important. Actually, he knew it probably was. He wouldn't put any more emphasis on that point than he already had though, but he also didn't want her feeling bad about being over-eager - it was better than being too timid to try anything new at all. "I know Abaven's pretty calm and peaceful, but.. it hasn't always been that way. I just want to make sure that everyone's prepared."

Oh shit. Was that too ominous? He nearly cringed at his words, though knew he couldn't take them back now. Either way, it was true. Abaven was made of wolves who were mostly good, and he knew not everyone else in the world were necessarily quite as well-intentioned as the people he knew. Being prepared was a good thing, and getting strong was also a good goal. He nodded, hoping she didn't pause too long on his weird warning. "You'll get there. Being really strong, I mean," he assured her, though his words seemed to trail off as she asked why he'd picked her over her siblings. He didn't really have a good answer for her. "I.. I dunno. I thought we'd get along the best, I guess," He couldn't - and wouldn't - admit to her that he wasn't quite sure how to feel about Poem and Motif. They were just kids, and Corvus knew that, but he couldn't help but feel a little strange about them due to knowing who their parents were.

But enough about that. It was time to train. Or.. at least to try. "Wanna work on fighting first?" Corvus suggested, grinning a bit now. His expression was genuine, though he could recognize he still felt quite unsure about this whole mentoring thing. He didn't want to treat her like a tiny pup who didn't know the first thing to do when it came to fighting, but he didn't want to assume she knew too much, either. "Here. Pretend we're fighting. A real fight, not wrestling with one of your siblings. What do you do first?" Corvus adjusted his position and braced himself for an attack, assuming she'd take his lead.