Many wolves looking for relaxation come to Blossom Field. A gentle breeze vibrating the blossoming flowers is quite a sight to see and it is quite a favourite for wolves to come with their mates.
A recent fire has ruined the scenery, half the field covered with soot and marked with scars of the flames. The other half is untouched, however.
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Posted on August 2, 2013 at 03:02:57 PM by Lycaon.
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Females, females, females. Jealously poured from the royal wolf like an open wound; it was impossible to ignore the irritation bubbling inside the princess. Snorts and glares were shot at Apollonia who in turn simply dismissed the gestures and focused on Lycaon. The male kept his dangerous gaze fixed on both the teens warning them that arguments and disagreements would not be tolerated during his lessons. In order to better themselves they would have to learn how to work with wolves that they may not get along with, not start fights that could lead to the destruction of the pack. The squabbling didn’t last long and at last, with a nod of the head, it seemed that the two were ready to learn or more appropriately Lycaon was able to assess what material he had to work with. Even the subject of Lolita was shot down quickly and instead of pushing and prodding like usual, Lonia got the message and nodded in acknowledgement. The warm up went according to plan unlike the previous mishap. Lycaon had gotten the answer he was looking for; ’So that we are limber and don’t hurt ourselves by pulling a muscle,’ and it seemed that Odessa was determined to beat Apollonia. A smile formed on the maned vixen’s kissers but still Lycaon remained emotionless. It would take a lot more than a right answer to impress the hardened male. Both the females were quick to copy the example stretch, spreading their limbs in the correct manner and allowing their claws to unsheathe. Odessa had apparently gotten the wrong idea as she snarled and growled in a playful way, as if Ly was trying to stimulate some form of game which was not at all on the cards. All three finished stretching, though Odessa completed the routine a little before Apollonia did and had immediately flicked her gaze onto a nearby squirrel running and playing in the trees. His daughter fixed her gaze on his self and the male allowed a small proud smile to tug at his kissers, a look that only Lonia was lucky enough to see. ”I take it that squirrel is more interesting than your learning, Miss Odessa.” He raised an eyebrow at the young lass as his sarcastic lyrics slipped through glinting ivories. So the russet monarch appeared to have trouble with attention... That was no surprise. It was time for the lesson to begin. Lycaon had already clocked a chunky piece of tree trunk laid strategically across the dead half of the field; apparatus that would be used in due course. It was a fair distance away from where the three were seated and would test stamina, speed and agility. The ground to cover was bumpy and uneven and would test footing and grip. For now that was what Lycaon was intent on concentrating on. ”Now that we have stretched and our muscles and joints are ready for work we can concentrate on other things that make you a good wolf. These skills are built into you, they are innate, but training strengthens them. You see that piece of tree trunk?” He moved his cranium to the direction of his tool. ”I want you to run to that and back again. But take it easy... This is just a warm up.” His eyes followed the teens as they undertook their mission; watching every movement and slip up. Both the girls were built for speed as they held the slim, streamline body and lengthy legs that made them more agile than Lycaon could ever be. He was built for strength, they were classed as chasers. Once the teens reached him again he opened his jaws releasing more baratone hums. ”Your lesson today is about stamina, speed and agility. You will do laps back and forth from the tree to this exact spot. Stamina will see how many laps you can do, speed- well that’s pretty self explanatory and agility, well, as you can tell, the ground here is uneven and will play havoc with your footing. I want to see if you can combine all three and not slip up. Let’s start with five laps, okay? One. Two. Three. GO!” Lycaon | Adult Male | Cold Summers Zeta | No Mate | Father to Apollonia | xhollowremains. OOC- I always imagine Lycaon having a sort of Mufasa voice. Though it will be a lot scarier :P |
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