Show Me Your Grrrr Face

Ludovic's ears perked attentively at his father's words, his entire being focused on absorbing the wisdom imparted with a diligent intensity. Ignoring Araxina's antics and Aresenn’s stern correction, he kneaded the ground with his claws, his coat puffing up to ward off the chill.

His father's teachings about strategy and timing etched themselves deeply into his mind. The knowledge that one wrong move could end everything fueled his resolve, his muscles tensing with determination. He was eager to master every lesson his parents could give him, wholeheartedly believing they were preparing him for life.

As Aresenn's gaze swept over the group, Ludovic straightened, his mismatched eyes meeting his father's with unwavering confidence. His posture conveyed a silent promise: he would rise to the occasion and become a warrior worthy of his father's teachings.

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