Don't count me out

He had no idea whether the decision to pair him with Tyto had been an arbitrary random pick of chance on his father's part or if there was actually some reason other than the fact that they were both fighters, but he wasn't about to give his father any excuse to cut him out of the running for Princeps. Whether he actually wanted it now or not didn't really matter. Now it was just a matter of pride. Since the meeting he had been working on a set of armor for himself. If was something that he had seen some other wolves use in his numerous trips out to the battle field and he finally decided to work on some for himself. The chest piece and bracers he had come up with were shaping up nicely and he wore them today as he walked away from the ship and into the surrounding pines to find his mentor.

It was still fairly early in the day, at least a few hours before noon, and as was typically the case with a northern winter it was terribly cold and everything was covered in a layer of snow. A cloud of steam formed around the front of his muzzle with each breath as he walked, golden eyes searching for the tan and black man. Eventually he spotted him and gave a quick bark to get his attention. "Hello Tyto," he said simply. Normally he was far more personable and charming, but his mood had been soured as of late. He hoped a good fight would lift his spirits though only time would tell if Tyto could give him that. "Is now a good time for training?"

Cináed Praetor