A teacher of mine once told me

Mercury's dark form would rest a bit of distance away from Iorwerth, his silky obsidian tail would curl and wrap around his similarly colored paws. His expression would stay neutral, though his demeanor was obviously less than enthusiastic. He still couldn't figure out what was wrong with his parents teaching him, he had become quite aware of their age suddenly so he proffered to spend his time with them. He disnt know how long he would have with them, so every day seemed like a gift. That was one reason he was so against training with this male, yeah they were pack members and he needed to get to know them.. Right? He could do that later though, he needed to be with the wolves who birthed him. What did this guy know that his dad didn't anyway? His lack luster thoughts would be interrupted as Iorwerth introduced himself, Mercury would manage a respectful nod as he memorized the name. Little did he know that he was talking to one of Canta's distant relatives. He thought of the dark pelted girl and he found the ability to smile at least slightly. His mentor would continue, asking about Amalia. He had met briefly with the girl once, and he was a bit surprised to hear that she was supposed to be learning with him. "I dunno, I can't really remember seeing her at the last meeting. Maybe she left with her parents." he had heard of the Adravendi-Mathias family's exodus. Only a few still remained. Still, Mercury's curiosity would grow and he would think seriously about what he'd learn today.?