Wheeling Gull Isle We must be swift as the coursing river

Agreeable.

The trait was admittedly more than a little bit of a relief to the General. The only time she'd trained another wolf was those who had hit the yearling mark, the ones that she had needed to begin to push past their limits and the ones with attitude that she had to break. This child...she prayed he would remain agreeable in their future lessons. He answered her promptly and she smiled holding still as he gathered her scent, breathing in to do the same and finding that the sweet milky scent of a baby that wasn't her own still made her feel the same way. "Huojin" she repeated the name her tongue sliding through the name as she tucked it away in her mind "Would you like to come see the ocean with me some time? We live with it surrounding us" the idea sparked the beginning of their lessons. She'd have him walk with her through the shallowest of the waves, the small resistance would strengthen him and they could have conversation to keep his mind entertained away from the unpleasant sensation of one who was starting to push their body.