Lessons

Callisto had listened and watched as he went through the moveset, Jakart trying to keep his eye on her throughout the demonstration of the counter. Remaining somewhat impassive behind her hard exterior when he was done. Panting punctuating the air as his weary gaze held on the healer, giving a dry gulp of air. Bane would've hopefully been proud of how much his son had pushed himself today, Jakart's tail giving a renewed twitch at the thought. Callisto now looked uneasy, her ears pinned and gaze adverted from him. His heartbeat pounded in his splayed ears, which pinned back at the healers words.

She couldn't do it? She didn't even try! Jakart let out a huff and flopped onto his belly, eyes closing as he mulled over her words in his head. "Well... I can't exactly show you again now. Did you also say you couldn't do herbs and healing when you first started? If a packmate is dying in front of you and you have the power to save his or her life, are you going to say you can't do it? You have to four legs, you can do this." The yearling smartly remarked, head laying to the side on the earth, limbs quaking uncontrollably for a moment. He hoped his logic worked for Callisto and she would at least try.