Until Lambs Become Lions

Behind, that's what he was. Behind his training by leaps and bounds. Even at his filled out age the young man had found it difficult to get anything done. It was frustrating, he had the will but where was the work to be put in. Getting to do the simplest tasks was proving difficult. If not his inability to keep his interests on something for long. So only vaguely aware of what was going on and still reeling over his defeat in a soft attempt at a raid, he crawled into the meeting.

His tail flicked behind him giving a glance at Haydee with worried eyes. These wounds, what exactly had happened. He growled in frustration mood now Sour he took a seat within the growing group of wolves. If he didn't train soon he feared he'd be letting everyone down. So much for Riv the great knight.