Two Rivers Isle Tag, you're it

Looking forward to this thread! Sorry it's so long, I got carried away

Shink had slept like a log after his spar with Aeronwyn, glad to crawl into his nest and sleep off the aches and minor pains that had scoured his body the day before. A few minimal scratches peppered his flank yet nothing serious and his muscles were beginning to lose their tightness and were returning to their usual relaxed self. 

He emerged from the entangles his hollow with a yawn, his ivory fangs glinting in the early sun before he let his jaw close shut with a slight click. He had always been one to reflect on his past; his memories of the Meadow were treasured pieces of his identity yet since his arrival upon the Isle that had all changed. Devotion to Malice and Burke had felt like his strongest connection to Arthendal yet, since their official claiming, he had begun to realise that it was not just the two that had secured his bond, but the other wolves that resided here too. The isle itself also played a part and he was beginning to grow more trusting of his companions, realising that within the safety of their land they could share knowledge freely and strive to achieve together for the greater benefit

A howl sounded not too far off, wavering and melodic above the natural hum of the forest. His ears pricked in recognition as he knew who the song belonged to; Aeronwyn, and he set out into a steady lope towards the glade they had trained in the day before. With ears pricked and tassel swishing in anticipation, he emerged from the shadows of the trees, his head held high as he offered her a light chuff of greeting. "I'm ready," he decided, relaxing back onto his haunches as he awaited her further instruction. In all honesty, he was quite used to having a superior give him orders and was more than willing to listen to the silver wraith as it meant expanding his knowledge and improving his skills.