The young recruit followed him up the trail without question, keeping silent unless spoken to. Such was the way of a Fellahin. They both stopped and proceeded with the usual sniff, sight and scent mark, both making sure to keep to their duties in protecting the pack and the royals. There was a sort of tense silence however, as they approached their final destination atop the hill. There was a flat piece of land, a stage for the pair, awaiting them at the top. Ra gave it a good look over, wondering what the Jodai had in store for him. That's when the attack came, the deciding factor in his place amongst them.

The golden wolf sprang to action, taking a side leap from his attacker. Mouth agape, he lunged for the man's legs and underside. Sapair was too big and bulky for him to try and overpower, so it was best to try and snuff out any weak spots by going for anything that might cause instability. Maybe it was the right call, maybe not. But it was better then leaving yourself up for grabs. Ra kept his ears back and body closer together, protecting any areas that might be left open. But his tail remained out and rigid, keeping him balanced and from falling. What was his superior to do now?


Sapair