Show me the ropes

"Thanks for agreeing to train me," she said to Mercury as she walked with him out to the pack's training grounds, tossing him a grin. Her older memories of home were getting to be more clear and easy to recall, at least enough so that she could easily remember the tasks she tended to do back home or the jobs she was usually given. Protecting and fighting were not usually in her day to day life back then, but it appeared that was a more common thing around here or at least something that it felt like most wolves should be able to have at the ready. She wanted to be helpful to these wolves that had taken her in so readily so if this was a skill she could sharpen to be able to do a wider variety of tasks then she was willing to give it a go. They reached a flattened, cleared out area that had been marked off as a sparring ring and she stepped toward the center of it before turning to face Mercury again. "I've never really had any formal training in fighting—just enough to defend myself if any predators ganged up on us during hunting trips," she explained. "So... where should we start?"

"Anthea Dásos"