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Kione already considered himself a talented fighter and would say he had his own style.  Could wolves teach him how to be better?  On top of that by what form of lessons were they planning to do?  Kione wasn’t sure how good the lessons would be but considering he was invited to join and he was curious the painted dog had agreed.

Now he sat a short distance from Hikaru to see what interesting thing he was up to even as his eyes flicked up to see the other wolf with them and then towards the one approaching from a different route.  So this latest one to arrive would be giving the lesson then?  

All the wolves were so different from one another whereas, not even by colors but some of them had crazy things like horns.  Kione was starting to grow used to it but wasn’t sure how he would feel about having antlers.  He could only imagine there was more satisfaction in the feel of your enemy between your teeth, their lifeblood spilling away, than cutting them with some antlers.


"Kione"