Silvertip Mountain No Easy Way Out

Sure! Maybe Zeke could give Grayday some lessons?

Peaceful pack, a nice thought. Silvertip Mountain was very peaceful compared to Winter's Bluff. He imagined for a moment, who he would've been if he'd been raised here. Hardly Ezekiel at all, no soldier, no guilt. He wouldn't be him. It was an eerie thought, but one that passes through just about everyone's minds. He pushed it away, returning to reality. It was still surprising to him that Grayday had never sparred before, it was about time that changed.

He glanced to Chaska, who was eyeing Zeke and the seemingly embarrassed Grayday. Well we gotta fix that. Come on Gray, show me what you got. His face broke out into a challenging grin. This would be fun, but he doubted that Chaska would join in. Whether or not the older male did, this was good bonding time between 3 out of 4 of the males in the pack. 

Slowly the large male bulked up, tending his large muscles as he prepared to spar. He would take it easy on Gray, the other was kind of blind, and older, and it was his first time. He circled him, urging the other to pounce with flicks of his tail.