Thunder Dome a place like magic

Training, she asked? Of course, it was as any training amongst pack wolves was it not? Hunters, Healers, Scouts, Warriors... I was trained to guard, to protect, prove my worth by displaying my strengths and of course to understand the ways of the Nereides and our placement under them. 

He pauses in his words, lifting his head to breath deep the forestry around them. Being in a cavern, opening in the ceiling or not, it was misty here, the air damp and cooler as it should in a cavern. As a part of the Vale, Aiolos could come and go as he so pleased. If he were a lesser man he would have taken advantage of it, yet he always found himself returning with a snack from the sea.

As consorts to the Nereides, the highest placement of men is below that to the lowest female. It is a matriarchal pack. I was Hoplite, a guardsman. Though I had some leeway within the lands, I have not yet proven my worth by the Sea and Moon Mothers for breeding rights.