"I only came to watch. But, since there are two of us. I could watch and take notes. Maybe even learn a few new moves? Nothing wrong with a few spar scars." Hanmel wasn't scared of the consequences of arriving here. She had no clue that this was for wolves who wanted to gain rank and currently, she didn't have any sort of skills. Hunting being one of them. Enjoying the rush and navigation of finding prey. Stalking them. It wasn't about the slaughter. More so the adrenaline that would pump through her veins.
Gaze drifted from Sirius to the other who'd come onto the training ground. A brow raised at their sets of eyes. One moving and the other... staring. It took a lot for Mel not to rudely open her mouth and question the young one on what was happening to his face. Something told her that Seer, as the black wolf had called him, would not appreciate such actions. "I'm Hanmel."
