Sharpen Your Blade
02-19-2015, 03:53 AM
ooc: This will be liquid timed to be set a couple of weeks after the Natalya x Catalya DM. Just be a little vague if need be. Natalya should be dead by this point either way, but ya know, whateves. FIRST POST DUE BY 2/26! She was hanging on to Pantheon by a thread. She knew that. She wasn't sure how much the other members realized this fact, but she had realized it long ago. However, when she awoke that morning she felt determined to get Pantheon back on the road to being the kingdom she knew it could be. She knew there wouldn't be many here to train... but that didn't meant that those that were here should miss out on these important training sessions. After all, her daughters were among those few. When she was their age she had already begun her rigorous training in battle. She knew she was soft on them, but before long they would have to begin choosing their specialties and she didn't want them to make uneducated decisions on them. If she was honest with herself she hoped Desponia might lean more toward healing, but it was hard to say at this age. Padding toward the center of the Estuary, she ended up settling on her haunches on one of the larger pieces of solid ground there before lifting her muzzle to let out a howl. She would call together the few members of her small, but proud, pack and they would hone their skills. They were small and ill prepared for any sort of war or attack. It was high time for them to begin changing that. Her call faded into an ego and she lowered her head, her silver gaze glancing around her to watch for any of her approaching pack mates while she made a mental list of every one of them. Helios, Timaeus, Hercules, Hera, Desponia, Thantanos, and Conan. She hoped they would all show themselves. She would hate to have to punish any of them. |
