First day of Homeschool.

Ignita slowly made her way to the black obsidian sands of the cove. The water lapped at the shoreline and crashed over the rocks further out. She eyed the strange palm trees, wondering how they grew here in the colder north.

She set her sights on a good spot to encompass all her quickly growing babies. She had mentioned to them this morning to keep an ear out for her call today. She loved teaching and she was eager to help them learn about the world better than she had even at such a young age. Especially in finding new ways to defend one's self.

She lifted her nose to summon the young of the pack. Her high notes beckoned them to learn something new about winning a fight.


"Ignita"