child of the storm

In efforts to broaden his horizons Incubus took it upon himself to start offering lessons to the youth of Ashen. Most of his attention had gone to honing his own skills but now as a more seasoned brawler he felt comfortable enough to spread some of that knowledge to others. Having already taken note of some of the younglings that showed interest in the art of war Incubus was ready to give the first lesson a go. He decided to choose a Klein he hadn't much interaction with at all. One of his sisters pups that had taken refuge in Ashen after the fall of Harabi. Incubus was aware of how much trauma the pup had likely experienced so it was evident he'd need to approach the interaction with caution. But, he hoped a lesson would help give the youngster a little bit of a distraction during a scary time.

Incubus selected a clearing near the lake as their classroom for the day. The inky male moved away fallen branches and other debris that may get in the way. They likely weren't going to need much room but terrain can be a lesson for another day. Pale eyes swept across the clearing to ensure he'd gotten everything before allowing his head to tilt upwards. A low yet gentle call filled the air. It was soft enough to only reach the bounds of Ashen's territory. As his head lowered he took in a slightly nervous yet anticipatory breath. This was his first time teaching in a more formal setting.