Since the birth of her aunt’s litter, Seere has taken an interest in training the newest members of Ashen. Of course, her good intentions were waylaid by… well things, so she hasn’t had to chance to train any of them. Yet. But that changes today. The small Daimyo has made a made a kind of, practice ring on the shore of the lake, taking her time to clear any obstacles while clearly marking out said ring with various sized sticks. Once everything is set, the monochrome girl moves to the center of stick-marked ring and tilts her head back, singing a song for Rampage. Seere’s voice howls sweetly as she weaves the request for his presence so that she can teach him some fighting skills into her call. Once she is done and her voice is fading into the afternoon air, the girl then licks her lips and folds her haunches so that she comes to sit on the ground. And waits. "Seere Abraxas-Destruction"

The little brown pup had been busy being a nuisance to a very frustrated turtle when he heard Seere call for him.  Curiously he raised his head up, paw still raised to poke at the turtle.  She was calling for him? Ram was about to take off when he helped in painful surprise.  Looking t his paw the pup saw he’d gained a new bit of unwanted adornment.  The small turtle had grabbed his paw and didn’t seem to want to let go.  “Let go let go let go!!’ Rampage swung the paw about several times before the little turtle was finally thrown aside.  The toe throbbed but truthfully and fortunately, it had been just a baby as well.

Snarling in the general direction it flew off to Rampage turned and ran to where Seere was.  His eyes soaked in the sight of the ring, surrounded by its sticks that made a circle.  Stepping into the ring he looked up at Seere.  “I am Prince Rampage Klein.”  He didn’t remember Seere but a number of wolves seemed to remember him from an age that he really didn’t remember much.  He’d been to young to see or hear the world around him.  He sure was easy to remember though.  Rampage was special after all, he had a brown coat.  Oh, and his coat had quite a good number of prickly quills developing in it!

"Rampage Klein"

The monochrome Daimyo is not kept waiting long as a small, pudgy, brown puppy soon bounds into the ring. A grin splits her maw as he introduces himself and the girl stands to offer him a formal bow of greeting. Straightening up, Seere returns the introduction, saying, “I am your cousin, Seere Klein-Destruction. A Daimyo of Ashen.” With that out of the way she beckons the pup closer as she explains the reason for the call, “I asked you out here because all good princes are great fighters. And I thought, you might like a lesson on how to be a great fighter... am I right?” A brow lifts as she looks at him, a gentle, kind smile on her lips. Even if he didn’t want to be a great fighter, he would still get lessons. But something tells her that would not be an issue. "Seere Klein-Destruction"