Fighting - she never had the chance to try it out, but then again, when had the opportunity ever arose? From his response, he didn't seem to have already gathered a sufficient amount of knowledge in his chosen field, however, he seemed determined nonetheless. For a while as a pup she too had no idea as to how to start her adulthood, when her true skills were sitting unnoticed right in front of her nose the whole time. "Mine's hunting," she brightly remarked with a small smile tugging at her features, hoping that he could learn a little about herself as opposed to only sharing his own information. Hunting was the main activity the pack always held throughout her short lifetime, not so much with the other two. No wonder that was the field that she excelled in and based her goals around.
Now, onto her advice. She didn't need to prescribe him with a life's worth of tasks and goals, did she? Just something to bring him motivation and eventually eliminate the homesick feeling. "Attending fight training is a good start," the girl exchanged with a satisfied nod, avoiding her usual rambles to ensure she didn't bombard him with too much information. When lessons other than hunting occur. she mentally snorted, teeth digging into her tongue to stop herself from verbalising the thought. Where was her enthusiasm? Of course she wanted to see the male progress in his fighting, therefore, she had to have a bit of faith in her parents. Hopefully they'd get down to organising a session; not everyone desired to be hunter, or else her words would be nothing but a promise. "Do you have any goals in fighting?" Perhaps that was a little too far; he hadn't even started yet. Oh, she just couldn't control her curiosity.
