Broken Boulder look the void in the eye and laugh

She laughed softly at his response, not intending to mock--but to show some understanding. "Yes, I suppose it must be an adjustment," Lily responded. "You know, though, pups are coming. And they'll need a teacher. I've heard there's someone with that skill set, somewhere around here," she added with a chipper wink in his direction, wagging her tail.

On that note. . . "Actually, that's kind of what I wanted to talk to you about," Lily said, voice growing more serious. She kept her gaze guileless and gentle as she stared at him, cocking her head slightly to one side. "Do you think we could have my first fighting lesson today?" she asked, a small smile blooming over her muzzle.

She didn't think she was ready, but she might never be, if she took to overthinking it. Sparring, frankly, scared her slightly; the lessons with Jimmy and her father had not gone well. She wondered what kind of teacher Vilkas would be, and if her newfound independence--and the fact that she was older, now, more mature--would aid her in her next try as a student.