Two Rivers Isle Vicious Little Boy

Hmm. This would certainly be a difficult task, though Aeronwyn was unwilling to call it quits just yet. She would teach this boy, however long it would take, and would get something into him. She opted for the simplest self-defense, things she had learned proved effective time and time again. Go for sensitive areas; eyes, ears, the face. Most would severely underestimate the fighting skill of any pup, and that he could use to his advantage, should he be bright enough to gain anything from their lesson today. 

"Yes, Vass. Mean. Mean is bad." Bad she knew to be a word the pup knew, being simply and a common word delivered when he made mistakes. What was important was that he realized the negative correlation of the words, not their meaning at the moment. "When wolf is bad, when Vass is sad, you attack." She turned toward a tree, growling and biting the bark. "See? Attack." she performed the action again, biting and otherwise mauling the tree, though not excessively, being careful not to scare the pup. She repeated the word again, attack. Finally she stepped back, lowering her gaze to the pup, and said "Vass, attack. Vass attack now" Now was the crucial point; would he be bright enough to understand, or would he be somewhat slow?