Back in my day...

Damira sat quietly, ears flitting forward as she drank in Manae's words. Whilst many pups likely struggled to maintain their attention during such lessons, the pup carried herself with dignity and grace. She knew better than to fidget, to let her gaze flit away from their tutor. And it was a lot to take in, their lineage was long and sprawling it seemed, their name an important one that ought to be respected. As she sat quietly she liked to imagine what these wolves would look like in her mind, her own koi linage made her look slightly different from the rest of her kin, but the colour of her coat was enough proof to show who she was.

She adjusted her position slightly, letting her tail curl over her hind limbs. Admittedly, even at her age she wasn't quite sure if she put stock in the story of their ancestors and soul mates, all rather important parts of their culture that she rather cunningly kept tight-lipped about her feelings. Damira excelled at following the status quo and acting her part. If nothing else it was just nice to sit back and relax with her family, to know these wolves were all that mattered, everyone else was near insignificant in her eyes.