If you'd like, we could wrap this up soon and have an updated thread sometime. :]
Even as she fell, he observed her and moved back to do so. Her weight moved from her feet to her hands, and while he saw an opening in this tactic, he did not move for it. She would need to learn from others, and he had no intention of humiliating the girl in front of her too-eager brother. The golden jackal looked…well, like a jackal, his eyes following his sister intently, ears high, mouth opened slightly as if he wanted to see her fail. Gabriel ignored him and focused his attention back on the young girl, who had regained her composure.
He paced wolfishly. Even though he fought like a coyote, he knew how wolves fought—and these future warriors would need to learn before they came to arms against them. “Gabriel,” he answered without breaking her gaze. “Your uncle and leader of this clan. Now show me that we were right in making you Hastati.” With a snarl, he rushed forward again. Wolf. Wolves always rushed in, teeth bared, intent on throwing their weight around. She had seen him do this before. Now she would need to make use of that knowledge.
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