Bearclaw Valley Oh, this is the truth of a lie you better prepare for the end

Skoll was at least thankful the kid would show up to the lessons at all. He didn't entirely care about looking good to the other wolves in the pack, but he was the one that offered to train Ashlar in the first place. He wasn't going to dissappoint the pack over something so small, and hoped the kid could understand where he was coming from. Either way, if Skoll couldn't get him to at least try problems would be happening. Skoll wouldn't harm the boy over it, though. 

"We don't have to do fighting today." Skoll mused as Ashlar showed up and came close. 

Maybe it would put the boy in a better mood. The kid did seem to be in a perpetual state of anxious, though, and Skoll wondered if it was due to how the wolves in the pack looked. Not all of them were bad - none of them were, really, just that they seemed far too protective of some things and not protective enough for others. 

"If you'd rather do something else." The kid very obviously wanted to do something else.