Shook hands with the devil

Despite the abuse she had suffered, she seemed determined to make the most of the situation she had landed herself in. He could see it in her pose, in her gaze. She wanted to become something more. So long as she held onto that determination, she would rise in the Armada.

He kept a critical eye on the younger wolf as she set herself against the dummy. Her and the dummy were close in height, and she went for the attack, hopping back, and moved in again. “You know the vital points, that’s good. You're not a small wolf Rhona, and when i’m done with you you won't be a pushover. Don’t be afraid to get in close and hold the wolf in close-combat. “ that was his main tactic, but not one he would advise if she was any shorter - or taking on a larger wolf. “if you're taking on a wolf smaller than you, you’ll definitely want close combat, if they are larger, you’ll have to consider how devastating their blows would be, and keep your guard up.” he advised her. He needed someone of similar height to set her against. He did not want to put her off by facing her himself. She had only just left the arms of her abuser. Perhaps Sedna might help her feel more comfortable with learning to fight.