A Wonderful Day For Gathering [Training Preston ]

Left.No right. Right again.

To any wolf that had seen Preston that day it would appear he had gone mad, darting left and right in long sprints as he tore through the valley after a hare, his silver fur contrasting against the bright green grasses the hare seemed to blend into so well. Just a little closer and...

Just as his jaws were about to snap around the rabbit's spine a howl broke through the drumming of blood in his ears. Erani. He came to a screeching halt and stopped to listen, she was calling him. The Hare had escaped death for now. With a quiet huff he cantered away from the plains and ran to his teacher. Time for another lesson.

He arrived muttering the rhymes he had already made for plants and their uses until he was close enough for Erani to hear him. He gave a slight bow in greeting and wagged his tail. He couldn't quite put his finger on it but something about her was different, she seemed happier, elated even, something had put her in a spectacularly good mood today and he couldn't help but wonder what it was.