Find Ourselves

“It’s tried more than you would think” Sirius explained. Most of the wolves he tested were small, and he had doubt with a smattering of close-ranged attacks, and weaving ambushes. Naiche’s technique wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t fitting for a fight against the Warlord. His size and weight was simply too superior. However, he had gotten in a few good shots, and the Warlord was bleeding from two places.

He had modulated his own attacks to ensure Naiche did not bleed. If his student had returned the favour, Sirius would have smacked him, instead, he was pleased. He licked at his bleeding elbow. “Your hites pack a punch. Perhaps you could consider going for places like the undersides of my legs, my belly. If you go in for a hamstring, i’d be forced to work harder to ensure my defenses” he suggested.
“Good to hear” he would add as Naiche promised to train.