Fel sat and waited in the middle of the pasture, the moonlight giving her coat silvery licks around the edges. She had spoken to her Autay apprentice, establishing their next training session. He was going at a slower pace than Narla, but still there was remarkable progress. Today they could try another little test. The ‘pup’, another large hare, lay limply between her forepaws. It had been months since Fel used the rabbit, as she had been focusing on Newt’s strength, speed, agility, and stamina first. Now came technique. He would certainly not make the same mistakes as before… And well, if he did, all the more fun for her to correct him.
Icy, blank gaze fixed on the direction of their camp, the mentor waited patiently. He still had a few minutes to arrive on time. When he would approach, Fel would wait for him to show a respectful greeting before dipping her head to him in return. Today, he would learn to save, not just protect. The possibility of their future generation being abducted was quite real, and it was not something Fel wished to allow. Not that she necessarily wanted young pups around, but one must keep the youth alive until adulthood when they can prove themselves useful to the pack. If they were lost, all of the resources spent keeping them alive and healthy would be wasted.
That was just about the only nice thing Fel had to say about pups.