Redhawk Caldera There's a shining in the shadows

Sphyra was always up for more training. She'd been practising with Fennec, and for the moments she could concentrate (she was a small child, after all) she was showing promise in her fighting skills. Sphyra at the very least had the drive and will to go far. All of the uncertainties in the family only made her work harder, because herself and her own body were things that she could control. Sphyra didn't just want to be a good warrior for the pack; she wanted to be a good warrior for herself. Fighting and running was fun, and she was going to prove the world that she was the very best at it.

Killer and Crackle were already entangled in a fight from the beginning, before Fennec could even start training. Tierra was at the edge of it all being high and mighty. Ugh, what a pretender. Sphyra really disliked her sister's arrogance and she loved to take her down a peg and show off how hard she'd been training. She mostly disliked that Sapsucker was such an unrelenting drama queen. She had run off several times. Sphyra didn't even get why the adults were still worried every time she did. She'd come back every time. She was like an annoying whiny boomerang as far as Sphyra was concerned.

Their father had visited once or twice, but Sphyra had missed him every time. Bummer, but she figured she'd run into him sooner or later. Maybe his sickness was taking longer than expected.

Sphyra sat and watched Fennec attentively, waiting for the lesson to begin (and maybe also wanting to prove she was way more mature than any of the others).