No Back Stabbing

A call to gather rang out, and while neither twin recognized the voice enough to put it to a name or face, they could put two and two together enough to determine that this wolf was a member of the forming band. Sol and Khonsu snuffed out their fire, blowing out a sigh as the heat on their faces quickly evaporated. There was no requirement for them to attend this session, and frankly, they would not be surprised if they were instead sent away. Did the Saxe clan allow their Sidi to acquire skill in combat? Well, there was only one way to find out.

They arrived quickly, before the gathering had fully formed. The brothers dipped their heads to the man who had called, defaulting to the basic respect they were expected to offer to all of their mistress's family members. "May we join in your lesson, s-sir?" Sol stuttered. His brother offered clarification, raising his fuschia eyes to Aresnn. "We wish to be able to defend our mistress Yarra, when necessary."

Sol & Khonsu