Cats in the cradle and the silver spoon

The kid clearly wanted to learn and was willing to fight so Kotori had decided to deal with her first this day.  Well, actually he would have made sure things were well along the pack lands and the empress had no need of him.  He wanted to learn from her but would also keep to his part of the deal.

Now that he knew Seere wanted to train it would be on his terms.  He’d find the pup, soon to be yearling, and pass by with a glance back, “let's go.” There was no question to this.  If she wanted to be a student that meant he was the teacher and he made the decisions.  

He’d taken her off to the willows, a place he knew practically as well as the grass plains he’d grown up in.  The scent of deer took his attention at one point but after a moment he passed it by until he found what he’d been looking for.  Killing other predators had been work or unplanned dangers but the truth was they had taught him a lot.  Nodding ahead he was about to point out the cat’s presence but no need as it started towards them.  The lion was making angry huffs at them, then showing off long and sharp fangs.  “Alright, lesson two, stay alive.  One distracts while the other does most the damage today.  If you aren’t sure you can finish getting a bite in time before you’ll get hurt move back.  This is training not defending turf and you don’t need to worry about me”

If the girl had questions they’d have to wait as the lion decided it was tired of their talk and charged.  Kotori lunged forward to meet the charge, twisting to the side before the frontal assault cold finish.  Kotori snapped at his leg as he continued running past, making the lion spin angrily wanting revenge.  The horned wolf had the cat’s attention giving Seere a chance to decide what she’d do.

"Kotori Fatalis"