Show Me Your Grrrr Face

Aresenn's eyes locked with Sericea's as she asked her question. He noted the fear in her voice, but also the hint of determination that was beginning to take root. He sighed, a brief moment of vulnerability showing through his stern exterior. "That," he finally answered, "is the trickiest part of all.” He flicked an ear, contemplating the complexity of his next words. "You must be able to recognize when a situation is turning sour, when your opponent has the upper hand. This is not a sign of weakness, but of wisdom." His gaze hardened as he continued, “But that is a lesson for a different day.” He declared, continuing on.

Only to be questioned by Dracun shortly after. Aresenn paused, his amber gaze falling on Dracun. The pup's anticipation was palpable, radiating from him in enthusiastic waves. All eagerness and restless energy, lips already curling into a smirk of pre-victory. "Yes," he replied simply, the single syllable dripping with importance. “So let’s come up with our first strategy.” He continued, offering them a half-smirk, as he transitioned into something a bit lighter. Just because they were training, didn’t mean they couldn’t have fun while training. “Now, consider your enemy is the biggest, baddest predator in this forest- a huge bear- How would you approach it?” His question hung in the cold air.

As they began to discuss among themselves, Aresenn casually turned his back on them, taking a few strides away- tuning in to each of their points. And after having a few moments to come to an understanding between each other, Aresenn turned on them then. Lowering his head to be even with his shoulders, widening his stance, and lumbering forward as if he were the grizzly bear. “Well, go on then. Let’s see your strategy.” He growled, his voice echoing off the tall trees towering above them. A playful menace glinted in his eyes as he fully prepared to be mauled all at once by a bunch of little ankle biters.

"Aresenn Praetor"