My wolf was angry at her calling us a weakling. I tried all my best to get up which I successfully did with all my might I growled out. I glanced at Jemima who stood with a raised brow. She folded her arms happy to have succeeded in achieving her goal.
" I knew you can do it" She smiled widely " That's the spirit I was looking for. The spirit of not giving up"
I rolled my eyes " you are mean"
" But the meanness came in handy right " she wiggled her brow " Make a pose"
I took my stance, my left leg forward and the right backward. I bent down a little with an outstretched hand ready to attack.
My face form into a frown looking at my enemy with hate.
" Good, you're learning " Said Jemima.
I was determined
" Your chest out," she said and I did as I was told " Remember, watch your e
