don't say it

Hikaru was of average height he thought, but even for him the majority of wolves he met were quite a bit taller. Meeting Aslatiel, who he realized now was Mort’s sister, he realized that he wasn’t near as short as he usually felt. Still, he didn’t miss the glint of her claws nor the intelligent glint in her eye. He would do well not to underestimate her. Speaking of though..

”I did, but I’d always prefer the real thing over a dummy.” Hika raised his brows in suggestion. ”Everything about this place is different from where I grew up, especially fighting styles.” His learning had been harsh and the techniques were cruel. Anything to complete the mission. Hikaru felt like he could learn to enjoy sparring here. ”If you wanted to share some insight.” He added as he looked over the shredded dummy. ”Or let me know if I can do anything to help with the dummy.” He gestured politely, just eager to get to know the wolves of the Armada. Especially Mort’s sister.