Being a Pirate is all Right to Be (Pup Fight Training!)

Katja had put the time that they'd been released from the den to use exploring her family's territory, though she had yet to interact with most of them past her immediate family. She wasn't shy, she just wasn't prepared right at that moment to give her attention to a task other than her own explorations. But when the call came for the pups to gather, she interrupted her self appointed task immediately to follow the call. It was, after all, more important to her future than simple scouting exercises.

Arriving to see two of her siblings had preceded her there, she allowed herself a brief, faint smile. They were as eager as she was, it seemed, and well they all should be considering their lineage. She sea
ted herself with her siblings and looked over the one who had called them. Well, it wasn't difficult to place him within the family tree as veing undoubtedly somewhere on her patrilineal branch, though offhand she wasn't sure of which precisely he was. She didn't say a word for now, just tilted her head in a birdlike gesture of curiosity as she watched him.