Dancing to music only we can hear

The Warlord waited patiently. The young wolf was learning everything from the beginning, and he wouldn’t expect the world from him. Instead, hee watched proudly as the young wolf considered carefully before speaking. “The crystals on your neck will offer decent protection” he agreed, stepping forward and tapping the growing scales. It was interesting how they had formed positively in some wolves, and negatively in others. Was Zee’s crystalline fur the reason some of his pups suffered ailments? He would never suggest it outloud to his wife.

“There are other things, like your ears.” he said, flicking a claw lightly to the extremity. “And tail’ which received the same treatment. “There is balance” he added, nudging his shoulder gently into the wolf's side. “Tuck your ears and tail, only flare it behind you when you need the balance. Spread your legs, and dig your toes into the sand” he instructed, waiting to see if the boy complied.


"Sirius Fatalis"