Determination

[Malo]

Fallon still stood with her back towards the pup, but she perked her ears at his question. He seemed to have a brief moment of shock at her announcement, but she expected that. She pondered his words for a moment. She honestly didn't know, so there was no way to answer his question completely.

"I honestly can't tell you why. I don't know. Then again, this pack isn't exactly the warm and friendly type. Anyone of authority expects you to train on your own."

She didn't have any other explanation. Looking back on it, she realized that she had literally had no help in learning to hunt or fight. She had taught herself. With Almira gone and her father incapacitated, there was no one around to help her and her siblings with their vital life lessons. They'd each learned on their own, coming together mainly to share information and spar. The life of a Moons wolf was lonesome at best and cruel at its worst. If you couldn't survive on your own, you were pretty much a waste of space.

She didn't know what to do with Sorrel. He was young and inexperienced. She was no mother and after losing her siblings, she wasn't sure how good of a sister she was either. Where did they go from here? She did not know. She could tell from his persona that she couldn't just leave him to his own devices. He would probably seek her out. So what did she do with him? She couldn't just take him back to the den. What would Justyn think?

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Sorrel nodded. "Okay" He thought for a moment. I guess I could try... He thought. Hearing a rustle in the bushes, he spun around to find a mouse. He crouched low, but inexperience made him loose his balance. He fell to the ground with an "oof" and the mouse squeaked in terror, and dashed away. "Drat!" Sorrel spit as he picked himself off the ground. He shook himself, sending a bit of grass flying. His stomach growled. He looked down. The first sign of hunger flooded into his stomach. He had to learn how to hunt sooner or later. Another rustle in the bushes. Wow, this place was full of prey! It was another rabbit. He looked to Fallon. Perhaps she'd like to try?

[Malo]

Fallon tilted her head in curiosity. His attention was rather short, but then again she should have expected that from a pup. He was different from Kohar and Caspian. But she reminded herself that they were Duke's offspring, thus they were going to be independent and thoughtful, whether they wanted to be or not. After her brother's failed attempt at the mouse, she noticed the rabbit that had caught his eye. Reading his expression as he turned to her, she knew where this was going. I suppose you want me to teach you to hunt, correct?

She'd never been much of a teacher. She'd never had to be; she had no pups of her own, and as far as younger siblings, he and his sister were it. He and Derova were likely to starve if they didn't learn soon, and although Fallon felt no real bond to them, she knew it lay on her what happened to them. She didn't want to be a monster and her injury had put her mind in another place. She would help them, but what they did afterwards was up to them.

She noticed that the rabbit had disappeared, but another had revealed itself a little ways to her right. Without saying a word, she slowly turned towards it, taking slow, silent steps towards it. Her quarry turned it's head and caught sight of her, but it was too late. She'd already pounced and broken it's neck with her powerful jaws before it could move. She brought her prize back and dropped it in front of Sorrel. "It's about stealth and strength."