Little Bit of This. Little Bit of That.

Eraithus decided to not inquire further on it. He didn't like the thought of pledging fielty to someone he didn't know. Eraithus wasn't looking to being told what to do or whome to fight. While he wasn't ambitious either - he was beginning to think that this was the problem in itself. If he didn't like being told what to do, but was a pack wolf by nature what was he supposed to do? Now that his siblings weren't around he couldn't exactly suggest his brother take the reigns. Eraithus just wanted a small family at this point. A few wives, maybe a husband and their pups. He sighed at the notion that was the dream life but relationships took time and effort and not many would enjoy being part polygamous family unit. Since he wasn't looking for one night stands.

That's right Aslatiel was almost a yearling from the looks of it. Hunting then it was obvious that was something she enjoyed but then he hummed for a bit. "Would you like me to teach you some fighting then? I'm sure you've probably had basics taught to you in your pack but if I say so myself I'm a decent fighter." he lifted his head with a bit of pride. He had most definitely been getting better. Eraithus had fought a couple of the wolves of these lands and it had filled him with a sense of belonging in a way. Also because of his addiction to blood it helped satiate that.