I need to learn what you know.

Uruk followed along behind her like a giant puppy, eager to learn. Eager to please. Asa liked that. The man was still young and he should show some humility to his elders. As she pointed out the weaknesses in the big, very dead stallions, Uruk listened with rapt attention. He didn't interrupt or speak out, simply listened. Fiery eyes watched the gears turn within his head.

"Situational awareness," the mare spoke once more. "Be observant. Always know what's going on around you. Pay attention to detail. Not just the details of the enemy, but the details of the terrain, of others in the herd, of the weather, of the sounds that the birds make." She was probably confusing the shit out of him, but he wanted to learn her ways. These were her ways.

Asa picked up her pace, shifting into a gentle canter as she made her way back towards the rest of the herd. Better to get away from the stench of death before she became nose-deaf. Uruk followed and she only slowed when the spring air was sweet and crisp once more. "To be efficient and effective, it takes time, practice and, most of all, patience. Most opponents will lose their head; give in to anger and fury. That makes them stupid. Makes them full of mistakes." Asa lifted a brow and canted her head slightly. "A river with no rocks flows faster than one full of boulders."




"Speech"