Come in Peace

There came a time when one’s pride would suffer a crippling blow, though it seemed for the second time it would be at the behest of the same individual. Her attack ineffective if not embarrassingly slow, she turned again to face her instructor but found only disappointment and contemplation in his eyes. And then his words- Like claws through tender flesh. Her ears fell back as he left her with near instruction, a new goal that was not at all to her liking. ‘Running’ was for wolves that needed to shed their weight, a common practice in the spring to rid themselves of the winter fat. That it was still in the winter now and he still ordered a run suggested that he believed her size was not appropriate. And such a notion led to other, more self-damning thoughts as well. The others of the Vale had been silent whilst around her, but did they believe like Njal that she was ‘too’ large? Was there even such a thing? She followed his steps and marked the tensed setting of his posture. Taking nothing to chance even amidst her thoughts, she followed swiftly after to the borders of the territory. Their lesson had been short, but it was all her doing. If she was to learn more, then she would need to listen… however embarrassing she believed the task to be. She only hoped that in the end the lashes to her pride would bear fruit she could be proud of later. [Exit]