Hope you don't mind if I drop in

He was surprised to learn how little Malik knew, but approved of Tamsyn teaching him the basics on defending himself before letting him roam. “Alright, let’s start with what you already know, and move up from there” he decided. He stepped into the ring, and beckoned for Malik to join him. “Are you comfortable with your defensive posture? Lets see it” He said, letting his own body fall into the familiar motions. It was as easy as breathing for the ageing warrior. Even if parts of his body clicked and cracked as he moved. Old aches letting themselves be known, and promptly ignored.

His attention was on the brown wolf before him. He couldn’t deny that as his eyes roamed over the near-stranger, he sought familiarity in his form. What parts of him were Tamsyn? He missed his old friend.


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