Aurielle Adravendi

It was a day where she wanted to start connecting more with the members of the pack. Today, it was Domari. She’d heard about his strong show of skill in fighting during the raid from her father, and now that her father was nudging her to broaden her horizons in terms of mentors… Well. This male was among the list of wolves she felt she could really learn from. From what she remembered from the birthing lesson Paladin had held, Domari and Justice were both of a similar size to herself as she stood now. Although, from a pup’s perspective, she could have been off on that estimate… She’d only really caught glimpses of either of them since the lesson. Now she trailed the Xanilov male’s scent, padding lightly through the heavy mists of the moor until she judged the scent fresh enough that he had to be only about fifty feet ahead. Any time was a good time to practice the mist walking skills her father had been teaching her—that mystifying knack for appearing out of the miasma of fog like a ghost or a spirit. Her father’s knack for it was even more impressive, since he was so much larger than her and bathed in a color that was so vibrant against the soft greys and whites of the fog, and the green tones of the plants. She was better suited to the environment in terms of blending in, with her pristine based coat. She slipped forward now, carefully placing each paw as she went and mapping her path ahead before she reached it. She could smell him strongly, now, without having to lower her head, and when she thought she could see his form ahead, shrouded with a last few thin veils of the fog, she picked up her pace into a near silent striding walk, aiming to pop out of the fog at his side. “Domari?” Her tone was friendly, open, and polite as she offered the male a smile, tail waving behind her in a friendly banner, her ears perking. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think

That Sea is just a Gambler at Heart

The buzzing hum of insects serenaded Dómari as he traveled through the moor. He was wanting to get back into practicing his healing before all the herbs succumbed to the chill of autumn. Of course, he still didn't really feel he knew what he was doing but there were some herbs that he was reasonably good at using. Dandelions were one. It was the first herb he'd learned about and they were very easy to find. He slipped through the murky water and up onto a flatter, dryer part of the moor. Shaking out his coat he continued on. In the stillness of the mist, with no wind to trick his nose he caught the scent of someone nearby. Hmm… his nostrils flared and about the time he recognized the scent as Aurielle there she was. He grinned at her. "Oh! Hey Aurielle, what are you doing out here?" He was so used to seeing her with Regulus that he half expected the man to pop out of the mist as well.

Aurielle Adravendi

She grinned back as Domari greeted her, tail swaying in an easy show of her friendliness as she answered, “Looking for you. I was wondering if you’d like to give me a few pointers in fighting. My father commended your performance in the raid, and I think you would have some pointers to give that would fit well with my smaller size.” Her features turned serious for a moment as she added, “I am going to be the leader of this pack one day. Its protector. I need to know all I can in order to defend our home from wolves that would take it.” And if she found out someone had hurt her mother and brother… she wanted to be able to rip them apart, piece by piece. However, she didn’t voice that thought aloud, merely watched Domari for an answer, tail still waving with a faint hint of hope. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think

That Sea is just a Gambler at Heart

Dómari considered Aurielle for a moment as he hid his embarrassment. He was flattered by Regulus' compliments but he'd never really taught anyone before and didn't consider himself a teacher. He had no idea where to start but he also didn't want to disappoint her. He also wasn't sure he was the best to give pointers on wolves of a smaller size considering his height and his heavy build but he supposed they could just start talking and see what happened.

"Well, I guess I can try and give you some pointers. I don't know that I have very good advice for a wolf of your size and build. I've always been big and bulky myself. What do you already know? Are there any areas in particular you'd like to focus on? If you're looking to spar I'm fine with that as well. Just let me know what it is you want to get out of the lesson." Dómari felt there were a tone of topics he could focus on and was relying on Aurielle to determine what she felt she needed.