Packmates. The surly Thrall wasn’t entirely certain that title belonged to him. But he also didn’t want to miss out on the opportunity to practise. Improvement was the only thing that was going to get him out of this predicament. Skill, knowledge, and practice. He put aside his crafting supplies, and made his way towards the caller.
It wasn’t a voice he recognised, but that didn’t surprise him at all. He hadn’t spent any time mingling with the wolves of Heiðinn. First, because he had not intended to stay long. And second, because all his free time after he had decided to give this a go had been spent with Delphi. He trotted into view, his cold eyes glancing across the colourful wolf. "Vill du slåss?"
Knight![[Image: Au67KGz.png]](https://i.imgur.com/Au67KGz.png)
