Roll Call

No further questions were asked, so the lesson proceeded into the rules of etiquette for a proper siege. Sieges sounded much more serious and much less regulated. Relm painted a picture of enemies who were coming to do real harm to them. If that was the case, then Kavik was all ready to let the gloves come off. He wasn't one to go down without a fight, not that he truly believed anyone would be stupid enough to siege an entire pack. Relm again stated to default their aggression levels to match those of Manea and Alastor, and the arctic wolf shot a cursory glance over to Alastor. He had seen firsthand the aggression the other dire wolf could manage, so he doubted a lawless siege would be anything but a bloodbath under his leadership. That concluded their lessons for today, and the group was dismissed to break off into sparring partners or return to their duties. As he had been tasked with fishing up dinner for the pack, Kavik rose to his paws and excused himself from the crowd. "Thank you for the lesson. It was highly informative." Then the brute slipped back off into the forest to return to his assigned work.

"Kävik av Fjellen"