She?d enjoyed getting out of the den and hunting with the pack, though she had certainly remembered there being more members at the meeting than had shown for the hunt. Even so, she felt an excitement inside her at the thought of battle training. She had taken a rather long break from any kind of warrior training, and she very well knew how important it was to be able to defend yourself. As she heard Sibelle?s call her ears would perk forward and paws would carry her effortlessly to the woman?s side.
Twig was a creature of grace, silence would cloak her as she travelled the grasses. Vibrant violet gaze would appear through the tall grasses and they would take in her brother?s chosen secondary. A polite nod would be given as she took a deep breath and sat, ready to wait on the rest of the pack.
