Falling Lessons - Fight Training

There were pups within the new litter that couldn't see so well, at least during the day. That, and there was another who couldn't necessarily use all of his legs to the fullest capability... Halo worried. Halo would always worry. There was also the question of those like Basilisk, who were far larger than average, and could incur additional damage to his joints if things went awry. Would there be pups near to his size in this litter too? Worry. So much worry. All Halo could do was give them the proper skills to avoid injury, right?

It was dusk when she set about arranging things. Mr. Raccoon by her side, they found a small, flat rock beside a slightly larger one. The first came up to roughly her knee, the second her shoulder. This was good. It was around this time that Dread appeared, a pup that seemed to exist in her periphery, in her shadow. A good boy, from what she could tell, though he didn't talk much. With his help, she spread several large, fluffy pelts beneath each of the boulders. These would serve to pad the ground, provide a cushion for them to fall to. Yes. They would learn how to fall properly, and do as little damage to themselves as possible. Early evening had come, and the warm glow of the fire cast long shadows around them. Hopefully this would be enough to draw both Vanta and Kite in, as it seemed this was when their vision was... better.

"Would you like to help me call?" Halo looked to Dread where he stood, sniffing at the pelts. He nodded. Together they called. Maybe a strange call for Halo in particular to make, but it was clear-- this was a fighting lesson.

"Halo"