The buns are out of the oven!

*Drashiel* · 04-20-2014, 12:35 PM

Drashiel was soaking wet as he carefully tried to navigate around the barren hills where his teacher had made her den. He'd come to terms with her plans involving the pups but he still wasn't sure he cared much for them, but either way he was determined to finish his training.

The young brute paused and shook out his coat. A mallard hung from his jaws, a hard won catch for D?gmar who insisted on being brought exotic foods for her efforts. He didn't mind too much though it was a good exercise in strategy and thinking to adapt in hunting unusual prey.

As he came upon the secluded place he noticed a large black male near the densite. Hackles raised he was about to charge forward when he saw D?gmar slip out of the den. She didn't seem to be to uncomfortable around the male so Drashiel approached quietly.

"Speech"

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