Dante and Valentine
Dante strode into the camp peering about at all the children. Valentine had been her partner for only a few weeks now and that Alpha had welcomed her sincerely enough. She paused to let out a yawn, in which Valentine turned to give her a stare of irritation. "Don't you ever stop being lazy?" She shook her head and shrugged. "Nope. Valentine." The wolf's ears perked with a soft growl. He had said he had another name. One that suited his pack life but she had said that Valentine seemed liked a cooler name. He had allowed her to say it too. She cast her gaze towards the children again, taking her eyes off the gray wolf to watch them tumble over each other like wolves. Like wolf pups? Us humans... She thought with a stoic expression. After all, she always had that expression on her face.
She greeted the alpha with encouragement from Valentine. "Hey. Nice to be here again." She murmured disconcertingly. She wasn't exactly comfortable around him yet. She glanced away her green gaze flickering to the forest. The alpha seemed to follow her gaze before touching his hand to her shoulder. "Don't worry. I know Valentine has told you. We have trained you at least a little bit. You can spar with Valentine, while your here. You still need to keep up your studies. We just need to end this conflict peacefully." The word peace made Dante glance up at the alpha. From what she had heard there would be no such sort of peace between the packs. She shrugged his hand off and shrugged again. "I know. I'll go train now. Bye." She cut off anymore conversation with a small wave before heading off to train with Valentine. She got out to the small clearing, not far from the camp and pulled out her blade, keeping the sheath on so that it was pretty much just a stick. "valentine. Try dodging my sword so I can practice building stamina and speed." The wolf nodded and they began their usual dance. Even some of the kids broke off from their playing to watch. They should watch. They will have to learn soon too if they aren't already. She thought with grim resolution.