Buck Up, Buttercup. {TRAINING}

fight training

207 words

They had only been a pack for a short time and yet she was already settling into a bit of a routine. It was afternoon so the vixen was napping happily on the beach, it’s strange surface warming her despite the appearance of the fall. So it was that when her sister called for them that the lunar woman was in no rush to get up, the beach was unlike any she had seen before… or since but it’s somewhat dangerous surface could also cradle a wolf nicely and heat them with only the sun’s rays.
Finally jumping to her paws the vixen approached the gathering, realizing with only a slight bit of embarrassment that she was one of the last to arrive, Glacier of course being excused. Pale orbs landed upon a form she recognized, even if she didn’t expect to see him here. A playful smile pulled across her lips and she approached the spotted man.

“So I see my sister managed to rope you in after all.” Selíni grinned up at Seerten, still slightly intimidated by his sheer size. A wink would be tossed towards her starry sister and then the vixen moved on to sit beside her twin, leaning lightly into his form.