Tranquil as a forest

Sedna? He felt as though he'd seen his Mother talk to her at some point, like they were close friends despite the fact she never ever went outside. Maybe things had been different once. Either way, he took a moment to think about the questions posed. A lot of the offers sounded boring, all sugarcoated and soft, far removed from the harsher aspects of fighting that he liked best. But the mention of tactics caught his ear, making him pause in thought as he wondered how his were different from everyone else. And yes, sparring after sounded like a good idea to him, after all like any young pup he found it hard to sit still for too long. Too much to see and do, places to go and things to bite.

"Tactics."