Looking ahead

He got a name, and the next comment was again to question his skills.  Naiche liked that.  If everyone was so interested in skills this would be a strong pack.  Some point he would get use to these large wolves but as shook herself it seemed to only make the perception better of the size difference.  More scars became evident he hadn't seen before earlier.  This wolf had seen plenty of fights! Unless it had been one battle.  What had caused those injuries? Naiche remained still, content to stand in place with his only focus on Resin.

"I want to be a warrior." Naiche spoke boldly, "I can't say I've had much experience at it," once more he was young so it was natural enough, "but thats all I need.  If I can get experience I'll get better.  I won't be some worthless hanger-on to a pack." Once more the question of what his skills were seemed to drive that passion out.  Mistakes cost lives, either his own or of the pack.  He didn't have to like a single wolf here, but it was the strength of the pack that mattered.  

Hopefully she didn't take his words as some pup with lots of bravado and nothing to back it up with.  He knew he appeared small and young to her.  Those sorts of things could lead to imagining one who might just have big dreams with nothing to get them there.  Never.  Never would he stop trying to get better and never would he given reason for any of these wolves to question if he was worth being a member of the pack.  His muscles were tense ready to defend his words if she decided to not believe him.

The fact she was a trainer made him glad he had spoken up.  It was good he'd been heading back instead of staring at worthless fish.  She was one who he would of wanted to meet.  He'd probably even like her more for not yapping about things pointlessly. "When you have time, I would appreciate all the help you can give me."