best behavior

Avantika had just come back from a patrol, the warm spring breeze light and invigorating against her fur. Her breaths came easy, and she had plenty of time to think. That had once been a not great thing about patrolling for her, but she had much nicer things to think about now and she was able to actually let herself think and was mostly satisfied with what she thought of. She had one main goal, which was to work with as many of the pups as she could to introduce them to the basics of fighting well and see which of them might benefit from and enjoy more intensive practice. Maybe she could also help train some older wolves that just hadn't gotten their paws quite under them yet, though fighting was not a rare skill in the pack and most who weren't already fairly skilled were healers or hunters that wouldn't want to learn. She had some rank in the Hallows, and it would be a shame not to live up to it. Besides, she still sometimes felt isolated from parts of the pack. She wasn't as integrated with all their lives as she would have liked to be. She was their packmate, friend, family; she was more than just a worker. Even if she couldn't train them, there was no reason why she shouldn't be able to make friends anyway.

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