Responsibilities or something of that sort

Ugh, another freaking day of doing tasks. Couldn’t she just be left alone? Fall would soon turn into winter, and it would be cold, wet, and even more annoying inside the pack lands. What was wrong with soaking up some sun and lingering around in the ravine? Tsk.

His large paws rustling through the underbrush caught her attention first. Her ears twitched, body twisting as she flipped onto her belly, sinking down to the ground like a predator laying in wait. Maybe she could jump whoever this was. But of course, it was someone who’d been looking for her- a massive, dire male swatched in a monochrome pelt stepping into her view. Looked like Chimera alright, probably one of his billion kids.

And he already knew her name- charming. “Yeah, what’s it to ya?” She’d say, glaring up at him, tail twisting back and forth like a feline's. He introduced himself, and just like Quill, said he was there to train her. “That old man just won’t let me rest.” She’d grumble, still glaring up at him. “Who says you know how to train me? You don't look like a warrior. In fact-“ The second the words left her lips, Nimue sprang up like a vicious Tasmanian devil- lunging straight at him, snapping her jaws at his right shoulder as she sought to grab on and bite him hard.  

”Speech”