its a marathon, not a sprint [Hester]
05-05-2020, 09:03 PM
Heat bloomed beneath her pelt from the effort. Her muscles had ached before... but on her fifth or sixth go round, she only felt the rhythm, the beat of her paws on the sand and the rise and fall of her chest. Mal only pushed forward, intent on completing at least another few cycles. But Hester made her presence known soon enough.
She heard the she-wolf before she saw her, but soon enough spied the earth-toned woman from a distance as she came around the bend. Mal slowed to a canter, loping towards her with a friendly twist of her tail. "Hester, right?" The two hadn't formally met, but the younger woman had noted her at the pack meeting.
As she slowed to a stop, she noticed the spots of gold that adorned her fur, only made brighter in the light of day. Mala smiled, gave a slight tilt of her head. "I'm Malalia. Good to bump into another warrior around here." Training on her own was a solitary thing, and as much as she relished her lessons with the Warlord, well... hopefully she'd actually blend in with the rest of the pack at some point.
Still, she hadn't been a member quite long enough to meet everyone. The yearling was happy enough to cross one more off her list. "How's mentoring going so far?"
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