Redtail Rise my name is nobody

Arion had really never loved war, bloodshed, teeth and claws, he had only learnt the art of fighting because it was an essential skill if he wished to survive and that it helped to calm his mind down, therefore stopping him from taking drugs. He had always preferred the battle of wits and strategies over real, physical war any day, for he believed that knowledge was real power. Everyone could win a fight if you had trained hard enough on the skills, but a battle and war required brainpower, and that was what Arion ultimately trained for.

However, Saena did not need that, for she still hadn't mastered the art of fighting yet. And usually, the art of tactics and strategies were taught after you knew the basics of fighting. At least that was what his father told him, other wolves might have different ways of teaching after all.

"Sounds good to me," he replied. It was a good idea to start in the morning rather than right now because Arion would need time to actually think about where he would start teaching her and rest from the injuries he had obtained from previous scars, and perhaps Saena would need to practice the fighting skills she knew. "Wanna accompany me on a hunt?"