To my one sweet life squeezed tight in a vice grip

Another call from Absinth, another lesson. His new Alpha’s words still rang in his thoughts. He had come far, but he had further yet to travel. He needed to prove his worth if he was to be anything within this pack. So he came to her lesson, to see what wisdom he could take from the words of his childhood friend.

Chagrined at the knowledge that most of those that attended would likely be her children. Alas, it couldn’t be helped. When she began her lesson, he couldn’t help a twitch of amusement at her words. He was tempted to chime back, but held his tongue. She was already moving on.

The basics of combat was perhaps a little too basic for him, but perhaps he could still glean something from her words. He settled down to listen as she spoke of the foundations.


"Speech"