Sleeping in was perhaps one thing the young white wolf was positively the best at, for it was definitely not waking up. She does not stir at all when the sun peeks into her small den, not opening her eyes until the familiar sound of Sinopa's voice entered her ear canals. Dark navy eyes open against a soft white face and her head lifts a bit from the ground. Tilting slightly to catch the summoning note in her teacher's voice, Riopat moves to stretch and get the stiffness from her supple muscles. It is not often that Sinopa calls for her, not unless she need to get some herbs or have Riopat gather webs and moss. With a glad heart and a happy wagging tail, the young apprentice makes her way to her teacher, a definite change having taken over the girl in the time she has been here.

No longer is the young pup a shrinking violet, instead she is outgoing, happy, and completely in paradise. Her gait and body language have even changed, and she holds her head a bit higher. This family was amazing, and spending time with Mortz was more fun that she had ever thought it would be. Her gait is breezy as she makes her way toward the call of Sinopa, her gaze bright and her tone happy as she trots up and begins a series of licks and rolls that are now her customary greeting to every wolf who holds a rank above her. She makes an odd whistling noise, a high pitched whine just before she speaks, her tail waving excitedly behind her, "Good morning, Sinopa! You called for me?" Her dark eyes are curious and expectant, hope gleaming in the deep blue sapphires. Perhaps she will learn of healing today, a girl can only hope!

"Speech"