Hoshor Plains Little Boxes

Lost connection and it deleted my whole post before I could post it :/.  I've got a pretty neat long-term plot idea to run by you! I'll shoot you a PM!

A fight?.  But, she was so small. So feminine.  Lavakho would break her, and that just would not do.  If Zhavvi were to get hurt, especially at Lavakho's paws, Rakharo would come down hard on him like a hammer.  If any harm came to he precious daughter, he would more than likely kill him... However, if he only knew the half of it, he would have killed him already.  "Do you really think that's a good idea Zhav? Asked Lavakho.  On one hand, he didn't want any harm to come to the wolf he felt so fondly for, but on the other, he knew he needed to practice and so did she if she ever wanted to be a warrior like him.  And who better to teach than one of the most feared warriors of Rhaesh Dahaan?

Lavakho rolled over and rose to his feet to engage Zhavvi in a play bow.  "Tell you what, I'll go easy on you," he said with a slight grin. "But if I win, we do the nasty... And if I lose, which I won't, we'll still do the same thing, but I might let you finish first."