Bitches and Hos (fight training)

He’d been working through a funk, but he answered Justice’s call, though he was late to the gathering. He’d been on the opposite side of the moorland, working through his patrol. He trotted quickly, but he was definitely late. Not the best form for a Sentinel hopeful.

He nudged his sister’s shoulder affectionately before he glanced at the others, nodding to Aurielle and Red, letting his haunches lower as he noted Domari looking less than chipper. Nolan wasn’t there, and a brief frown flickered over his features. Nolan wasn’t one to miss these things.

He sat straighter, nodding to Justice in apology for his tardiness, ears curving toward her to see what she had in mind for today.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think