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Open fighting training



Titus

The Hallows
Youngling

Advanced Fighter (105)

Intermediate Intellectual (50)

age
Pup
gender
Male
gems
264
size
Large
build
Heavy
posts
40
player
Asena

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Yesterday, 01:12 AM

Little soldier boy


Titus was once again reading when the call from his cousin was launched. Fight training huh? Sounded like they needed their future vanguard member in the dojo then. He was already a proven fighter and was in his head ahead of the class on fight training. No he had real world experience instead of theoretical lessons. Ear marking his book after finishing a page he stood and whistled at Nikolai who had his own thing he was doing. Nikolai had been practicing his "game" face in the mirror in their mother's room. No need for children's toys for Titus or Nikolai. A glance to his sleeping Raven and a bark had the bird jumping and fluffing up. Such a coward Andrei was. A small laugh at the bird being startled from him and he was off, Andrei glaring but following and Nikolai having a huge grin.

When they came into the dojo there was Ember and that dark guy from before. He caught them as the guy moved from Ember's side and his hair bristled, protective fibers of his core eyeballing the still new to him man. He seemed to be the only youngling there for now, so with sheathed claws he moved to take a seat where he was front and center. "We training with swords today Ember? Or discussing some theoretical thing?" Like what if they had a wolf coming from their left and aiming for their scruff, what to do then sort of thing. He had no qualms with the theoretical but he did much prefer learning by doing. A good spar to end a theoretical lesson would be much preferred. If his brothers showed up he wouldn't mind showing off how cool he was compared to them. But if sprig did He would be declining any spar with her, afraid he would break his tiny sister or a mushroom off her side. Then he would have a whole new plethora of problems. Mom would be mad, Sprig would be crying and well shit just wouldn't go well.

He sat and curled his tail over his hand paws to hide them as he was apt to do, ears perked and fiery gaze on Ember's blues.

Walk, "Talk", Think

Come marching home

Titus has a male white Raven by the name of Andrei, assume he is overhead or somewhere watching even if not mentioned.

Bowen as his mother, Artorias as his alpha and uncle, and Briar as his aunt may enter any of his threads regardless of how they are marked until he is a year of age. Bowen has permission to powerplay him as needed.