The beginning after the end

All it took was one wrong move and then the older boy overpowered him, pinning him to the ground. Though he'd wished he'd somehow won, at the same time he wasn't so naive to think he knew everything, especially when compared to someone older than him. He had plenty of learning and growing to do and he knew if he accepted that, his training would be even more worthwhile. Panting hard he shook his coat out as he dragged himself onto all fours, now fully tired from the little hunt they'd done as well as their spar. "Well thanks, for helping me out," he said with a little grin. "I'll beat you someday, I promise." It was all in good spirits though, at least when it came to a fellow packmate. All he could do was keep training and eventually his skills would at least rival Askell's.