Sylvi

"I bare the fangs of my ancestors! For that, I will not be a puny pupsitter."

Her tail lashed angrily, fangs baring at Khanrie'ah. Sylvi recently turned into a yearling and showed the confidence and malice of an unknown wolf. Khanrie'ah was backed up with Antler who glared at Sylvi on the Alpha's rightside. Alarick, her mate, was on the other. His tail wasn't wagging like it was when he saw her, instead it was stiff, and his ears were lowered. Alarick never looked so sad. Vilhelm and Sunflame were staring at Sylvi with wide eyes; They once were gossiping. Sylvi realized the entire pack was staring at her and her ears fell. "Sylvi," Khanrie'ah began, stepping closer. "You were born a female, your ancestors were pupsitters, but you show the strength and bravery of a male. You will be a hunter. But remember, judgement is to be expected; we've never had a female hunter. Your mentor will be Sunflame; A strong and powerful wolf Antler trained himself. I expect the best of him. He has never had an apprentice, and to be a beta, you must have one. I expect even better from you, Sylvi. Do not prove me wrong." Khanrie'ahs eyes were gentle, but his tone was harsh. His cold nose touched to her head, and she closed her eyes, breathing in the large wolfs scent. She gave an obedient nod and bowed her head. Sunflame groaned as he stood, padding over towards the two and stood before Sylvi. His bright orange coat was scarred from battle and hunting. "Do not expect me to be gentle, Sylvi. Your outburst was unforgiveable. Your training begins whenever you turn 2 and a half-moon, rest as a young one before your training commences. Sleep well, Sylvi." Sunflame stalked away flanked by Astrid and Vilhelm.