Blacktail Deer Plateau I was dreaming of war

The ashen male was never one to let the youth down whenever he craved the Alpha’s attention, and it would seem today would be no different. Fiery eyes swept over the man before him, quietly awed, and his tail gave a gentle sweep through the air as he canted his muzzle. There was no point in putting his question off any longer, and giving a shake of his brown fur, Constantine dipped his muzzle lower now, imploring. “Can you teach me to fight?” He paused, his tongue smoothing over his lips. “I want to be a warrior.”