Ouroboros Spine Send up my heart to you

Ludovic. Valiant carefully memorized the name and scent and face of this boy, already feeling that awful kinship. It would be hard to come to care about another, but considering the age of the young wolf, Valiant was sure it would be rather harder not to.

"Those are tough targets," he praised, lifting his nose to sniff the air. "It's good you got Raindrop as a teacher. I started on rabbits, myself — my daddy used to bring 'em to the den still kickin'."

He located the scent he'd been hoping for.

"Let's see if we can scare us up some pheasants," he suggested. "There's plenty this time of year, and they fly a little faster than leaves — more your speed. More fun to pounce on, too."