Set the traps and stomp the grounds

Mortis · 08-09-2021, 11:27 PM

Iris was a quick study, and determined to learn. He enjoyed giving her pointers, and helping her work on her stance. He was also careful not to get any closer then he had to, and never lingered if he did push a paw into position. He would never forget the way she had tensed that first time he had gotten close.

He paused, tilting his head to the side to listen when his fathers voice called out. “Uh, I better go-” he started to say hurriedly, then realised she had been called for too. That was strange. He glanced at her, and they trotted off together in the direction of the Warlord. The moment he appeared, his father began to speak. He tried not to let his confusion show “What is it fo-” he started, and Sirius cut him off. Demanded he proceed without question. He gave a sharp nod. “Yes, Sir!” he agreed and snapped to it, darting off without a backwards glance.

He made brisk time heading to the packs center ground - that had to be the firepit his father was talking about. He found his mother, and glanced at her with a light wag of his tail before standing in front of the firepit. He pursed his muzzle as he looked at the sodden mess. His ears and tail drooped. He wasn’t even sure where to start…

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Set the traps and stomp the grounds

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