Blackfeather Woods Teach me your ways

Pietro was restless in the den. He had continuously be gnawing of the same stick for days leading to weeks. The stick was covered with old and new bites and scratches. He would sometimes dart in and out the den when no one was looking, just to get some fresh air. He wasn't allowed out of the den much because of the cold. He had had it. He barked-howled to @Burke, he wanted to learn how to fight. Not just play fight, he wanted to learn how to fight the right way. He waited impatiently for his father to arrive, already thinking of tactics in his head. He was serious about this, and he was tired to play fighting. He didn't need to learn to draw blood, or anything extreme of that sort, he just wanted to learn positions, and weak spots on the wolf body. This could possibly turn out to be an anatomy lesson with it, you couldn't just learn these things without knowing something about a wolf's body.