Redtail Rise my name is nobody

Saena had done a good job stalking him, Arion was completely unaware of presence which was rare for the warrior who's senses were always sharp and his guard always up. Not many would be able to sneak up on him, Janus, his father was a brilliant teacher in the arts of war which included sharpening all his skills, his senses. Only Krios had ever managed to sneak upon upon him when he was still living in Cerberus's Pavilion, but then, his older brother had always been smarter than him in every way.

When the prey was completely buried, Arion raised his chocolate crown and sniffed the air, his ears swiveled backwards, catching the sound of pawsteps on the forest floor. The scent was very familiar and after a second, he identified it as his leader, Saena. Turning around, the Greek shifted himself into a more submissive, respectful position. "Hey, Saena," the warrior returned her greeting with a smile and a tilt of his head. "Congratulations, not many wolves can sneak up on me so well," he genuinely congratulated her.

"You could say that," Arion laughed, she had obviously seen his battered form. He had made sure not to get severely injured, but he knew he wasn't completely without scratches. "Been busy trying to earn my warrior trade, you know, but I'm back now."