Youth vs Experience

Sirius wasn't the only one with a penchant for beginning the day before the sky had even lightened. Gods, what was with these wolves and early mornings? The girl had been abruptly awaken by Resin for training, and with an inaudible mutter she got herself up and prepared for the coming day. Still, her tail thumped slowly on the floor of her den, heavy with sleep but giddy with excitement to train with the experienced warrior. After a quick bite, she was on her way. Pachou trailed behind her, and the yearling also carried her steel claws in her jaws. She wasn't sure if either would participate in the session, but she brought them along just in case.

Before long she'd hit the sand, and spied Resin across the way. Mal padded up to her with a friendly wave of her tail and a silent nod by way of saying good morning. Once she neared, she placed the weapons next to her. "So what's on the agenda?"