The hybrid boy grinned when he imagined Kaena helping him to "defend" himself. He recalled that the woman, though graying, moved like a force of nature with the fury of a dragon. He felt quite secure with her promise, but he would not cower behind the Clan's borders afraid of every little thing or creature he came across. "I will run fast if I get in trouble," he concluded. Although he yearned for the day when he would be big and old enough to take a pound of flesh from an enemy of Inferni, he knew that he would have to survive the coming months in order to realize his full potential.
"What is it like?" Mason asked, referencing shifting. He had seen many of the adult members of Inferni in their two legged forms. He knew that Kaena also preferred that form. He tried to seem confident, but his uncertainty bled through, betraying a fear evident in the youth. "Does it hurt?" He flattened his large ears against the back of his head. "It isn't like I am afraid or anything," he muttered, trying to save face.