big pawprints to fill
04-01-2021, 05:33 AM
Ysmir wasn’t particularly well known in the pack, no doubt as Asvor did most already knew his name. Everyone was likely family in some way or another but Asvor was more special. Valkyrie’s family was not as prominent as Chaos’s here in Fireside, so the young Ysmir very much enjoyed Finnvi company when he could. The boy lifted himself proudly as he lowered his haunches to the ground. With another quick nod he affirmed he knew her name, but shook his head no when she worried about what preoccupied him before she approached.
The young boy looked up at her expectantly as she suggested a lesson and his dark tail wagged lightly at his hips in response. Ysmir was always eager and willing to learn. She must have realized his passion because she went on to clarify where his interests might lie. Since he couldn’t very well speak Ysmir found his paws and lowered himself into an obvious fighting stance. Joints bent, ears to his skull, and his lips pulled back into a silent snarl that looked an awful lot like an eager grin.
The young boy looked up at her expectantly as she suggested a lesson and his dark tail wagged lightly at his hips in response. Ysmir was always eager and willing to learn. She must have realized his passion because she went on to clarify where his interests might lie. Since he couldn’t very well speak Ysmir found his paws and lowered himself into an obvious fighting stance. Joints bent, ears to his skull, and his lips pulled back into a silent snarl that looked an awful lot like an eager grin.