Sorry for the wait, I meant to have this up sooner. fyi, title is a reference to the pigeons from Animanics xD surely you remember that cartoon.
The young colt was proving to be a chip off the old block. Noire had already picked up on many of the vocal commands that often taught until they were yearlings. It had come to the point where Noire’s training was limited by his physical development. Soon though, Anann would be able to intensify the young horses training in teaching him the tactics in fighting off four-legged opponents and how to best guard himself from the tactics of wolves in downing creatures such as himself. The colt’s sire had also taken an interest in his development and Rem had already been teaching the colt quite a lot while she had been unable. But like all youth, his attention span only stretched so far so after a run in the training pen she let the colt back out in the paddock with his mother.
Looping the lead rope in her hand, she walked back to the stables to put away the halter and rope in the tack room. Since her miscarriage, life had started to resume it’s old patterns. The weakness the condition had brought her had left and the bare skin of her muzzle, wrists, and ankles was slowly beginning to fill in with fine hairs of honey and amber. Though leather bracers protected the bare of her arms and legs from sight. She felt they painted all too clear a picture of what had been taken from her. Thought it seemed just as things had started to return normal for her there was a new a threat. War. And with it even more changes were likely to follow as Anann found herself considering Jazper’s offer of joint leadership in the formation of a pack to serve as protection for all against the unjust. She had been surprised, and honored, at his offer and the cause was one she could not easily dismiss. Was it not the very sort of thing she had been born for?
Hearing an unusual stirring from around the pigeon cages Niro kept in the stables, Anann went to investigate. She seldom gave the varied flock of the Huntsman much attention. For she had no experience handling birds for any other purpose than making a meal of them and Niro would surely frown on her making a meal out of birds. She understood the use of the raptors for hunting, but she had often wondered about the purpose of smaller, seemingly useless pigeons.
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