“Well, that’s…awesome” I muttered, stretching my arm. I decided to join training even though I was Luna. I wanted to be able to protect my pack, and make sure they were safe. The cameras around the territory had been picking up brief flashes late at night, but we couldn’t recognize who these wolves were.
Unfortunately, I was paired up with one of Heathers friends. She smirked at me as she stood back in her offensive stance. I didn’t understand why she was smirking, she had landed a kick to my arm. Sure, it hurt, but it wasn’t debilitating. She had landed around 20 hits in the 30 minutes we’d been training, so she wasn’t bad, but she wasn’t as good as she could be. The good thing is that she hadn’t seen my offensive yet.
She circled her leg across the ground, trying to knock my feet out
