Silence Is Strong

*Cael* · 05-13-2014, 02:48 PM

All the druid could do when he heard the call for fight training was sigh. He had wanted to do his best to follow his aunt's instructions and train in every field, but his spar had been an utter failure. It was discouraging and even a bit humiliating. But, none of the less, Cael pulled himself grudgingly to his paws and trotted off toward the call that Sephiroth had put out. He didn't want to seem like he wasn't trying or that he was a sore loser.

He moved carefully with soft pawsteps through the foggy moor, soon spotting the gathering of wolves ahead. His two-toned gaze searched out the ones he knew, seeing both his aunt and Imena in the group. He went over to stand beside Imena, brushing his shoulder against hers, before he nodded to both Erani and Sephiroth. He would settle down on his haunches, waiting to see exactly what they would be working on today.

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