I dreaded this class more than ever. Combat 101. I avoided taking the call my entire college journey until now. It was required to take it if I extended to graduate. It’s not that I’m not trained because I am.
My dad trained me separate from the pack. He used to be in charge of training the warriors before he was stripped of his title. Once we found out that I was wolf-less, he made it his mission to make sure I could stand up for myself as much as possible.
He would wake me before anyone else and we would train in the training area of our pack. Once the pack was up, he would take me into the trees to train some more. I’m quite confident in my combat skills.
The problem was that I was aware that things could get pretty heated during combat and if I managed to put anyone down, it was a
