ardent

Protect the pup-training time

Tamsyn



Naiche

Somnium

age
2 Years
gender
Male
gems
101
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
470
player
Shard

Samhain 2022The Ooze ParticipantHalloween 2020 - Spooky CaveBeevent
02-14-2021, 11:08 PM




Naiche perked up a bit on spying Tamsyn.  She had been one of the first wolves he’d met at the Armada and he had enjoyed both training with her for fighting as well as getting to spend time with her through patrols or traveling down to auster that one time.  Inwardly Naiche reminded himself he could pull this off, he would help his teacher grow more skilled.  It was his day to step up and teach.  The young gold wolf was wearing a polar bear cloak and had a fresh muzzle wound that would surely leave a beautiful scar.  

Naiche’s tail swished happily and returned a head bump to her own shoulder, eyes alit.  “Missed having you here Tamsyn, glad you could come to visit.”  That was it for now with the pleasantries though.  There were things he was thinking of chatting with her about but working came first.  He put a paw gently down on the rolled-up fur, “You can’t tell?” Naiche mused with a bit of humor, “This is a puppy, and today this is going to be your pup that you are trying to protect from a truly dangerous adversary.”

Naiche removed the paw to put more focus on Tamsyn, “You already know fighting basics and a lot of details past the basics so I figured we needed to hone in one detail for you.  Since your now a proud mom and since now, there are pups running around here also, guarding someone not yet ready to protect themselves seemed a good lesson.  Just try to imagine it really is your pup to make it as real as possible.”

Naiche stepped away from the rolled-up decorated fur, walked around so that Tam was in between him and it. “So, can you both fend me off, and be aware of the pup behind you?  If you focus too much on me something else might happen to it.  Don’t focus on me and something could happen to you and then it.” Naiche’s shoulders still actually hurt from where Asla had sunk her claws more than once, and his muzzle hated the cold that pressed against the cold flesh but this wasn’t a fight for rank, just a training session.  While he loved violence hopefully Tamsyn wouldn’t aim any hard attacks at the muzzle and anything else could probably be ignored.

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