Greatwater Lake The Alabama Stomp

He settles himself on the ground beside her, feeling his old bones creak but saying nothing. He knows that age will take him soon, streaks of gray already through his muzzle travelling through his body. But he could still teach, even with stiffening bones and old wounds flaring in the cold. 

He snorts, shaking his head at Astrid's statement. He had heard that argument time and time again throughout all of his years — he had said it once, when he was young. You don't need brute strength, He said firmly. Leverage. He enunciated the word that was most important than any other aspect in a close-quarters fight, where the opponents were entangled. Knock their center of balance off and any wolf or creature, no matter their size and weight, will fall.