the sound of the men working on the chain gang

Now that they had moved away from the Mandrill’s home base of operations Sarabi spent more time with the yearling than ever. He was glad for the constant company as much as she was. As time went on though, the she mandrill realized how little the boy knew about his weapons and armor. Now that he was reaching his full size they could consider obtaining both.

Some supplies lay scattered before them as the primate tried to explain to the boy what she was doing and what he needed to do. They were only sharpening antler tips and she was obviously getting frustrated.

Iroh was doing his best, he tried to make the motions like she did but his paws were nowhere near as dexterous as her hands. He was fighting a losing battle and his teacher was only growing more annoyed with him. He sighed heavily as he tried to release the tension, he felt like he wasn’t learning anything like this.