shiny new toy

The call for a challenge would always have Hazel's attention, whether it was for her or not. With her head high and her gaze bright, she moved to meet the boy where he stood, within a clearing in the Col. He wasn't the only one of his littermates that had shown up for this, and it was nice to see the siblings supporting each other. With the Warlord's appearance, though, he manages to surprise her. Hazel would be the one to take the challenge, not Sirius himself. It made sense in her mind, and she couldn't help but be a little proud to be chosen for the task.

Hazel gave a single, solemn nod to the Warlord, though the shadow of a smile played on her lips. She moved to face Stratum, green eyes glimmering in the spring sunlight. She carefully placed her feet beneath her, then fixed the yearling with an appraising gaze. "Alright, show me what you've got." Her tone held the weight of what they were about to embark on, but there was kindness here too. Warmth. She was excited to see how the boy would do.

"Speech"