It is for those reasons, I suppose, that I have taken to meandering through the forests of Taviora this day. I have been busy lately, constantly moving from one place to the other in search of various things from company to conflict, it matters not. I have no intention on allowing that business to fall into a lull, for it is the first time in such a long time that I have truly felt inspired. There is much to be done and much to be heard with the telling of spring. As the ambient temperature rises, so too does the heat of gossip and rumor. Though, it is neither of those that I hear but rather a bark, searching and calling for myself. It calls, too, for the other but such a thing does not bother me. It is even more of an opportunity if she, too, arrives with the intention to teach or to learn. She is my decided competition, it seems, and thus I desire to learn more of her too. Two birds, as they say.

I have no issue with making myself known as I move from the forests towards the younger female, observing her physique first and foremost. Already, she is a sizable female that surely verged on the size of some adults. One would typically expect that to give her an advantage in her training but... I suppose we shall find out. Ultimately, it is her drive that will determine her success. Both of their successes, truly.

I move to be positioned on the opposite side of Reian's approach, maintaining a short distance. I do not feel the need to coddle and by physically close with what is essentially a stranger - I see no need for such actions. They will not help her learn, after all, and that is what she has called for today. If she desired warmth and affection then she should return to her mother's teat and not what is essentially a battlefield. Those that threaten one's self, one's family or one's pack will not offer her such kind gestures and she would do best to learn that swiftly. Calloused? Perhaps and yet, it is what I was taught and what I know to be productive. It is the same principle as hunting - we do not feel mercy and love for the creatures we consume. We do not stop to whisper words of kindness into the ears of the deer beneath us. Those are, of course, lessons for another day.

"You have called us to be taught, yes?"

I ask simply, casting my gaze towards her with a slight tilt of my head, an ear flickering forward in inquiry. I hope, at least, that is why she has called us and I hope that is why Reian has come, in order to teach and learn herself. It would be troublesome if we have all come with separate intentions, no? To be sure, I turn towards Reian, observing her but for a moment before I pose the question to her, as well.

"And you, Reian, to teach?"

If not, then I shall leave I suppose to find another such as Luk to educate on such matters. There are others, after all, even those such as Dexter who pose as a constant curiosity. I have an interest in both of these wolves, yes, but I have not the time to spend playing the part of a weasel.