Let's Get Down To Business

The words of his father and the calico man he had run into had been what stuck to Shrike. Abaven needed to become stronger again, to really show the world what they were made of. So he would too! He was already great, but that just meant he could make the pack greater too! That just left one very, very important decision. Which rank should he choose to train in? Which rank suited him the best? The boy would look at his options. Healing. Hunting. Fighting. Field Medic. It seemed like the last one would be best, so that he could do a bit of everything. He liked plants, but not enough to only focus on them! So he would follow after Allen, the man in charge of training the most rounded of the ranks. Somewhere behind him Finch was following, with a bit of encouragement. Shrike wanted her to do the same thing as him!

Shrike would be the first to arrive after the calico man had called, and he would flop his rear end on the ground with a puff of dirt rising up behind him. He would smile brightly at the other, his tail thumping the earth in excitement. "So would you say that this is the best rank to have, Mr. Allen? Since you can know everything?" The boy would pipe up.

"Speech!"
'Thoughts!'