The ledgend of shasarak

"If you stand like a frightened rabbit, they will win." I watched with a growing smile.

"they havent figured out yet that they are supposed to stand and fight" I mutterd.

"Because they don't have the mind to think about battle." I said as I walked up to the group. "They can only think of running or standing there and waiting for their death..."

"Turn back to back. Good. Don't show them an opening." I yelled pointers to them and smiled as they acted upon each one. Eventually I threw a dagger to the feet of each one. "Grab the dagger before my wolves do." I warned.

I watched the rest of the training mostly in silence. only giveing out pointers if someone seemed to really have no idea wat they were doing.

I chuckled as one of my wolves got a knife before the fighter did. "Careful, he does know how to use that." I called cheerfully.

"We shoulda taught them how to deal with pain... That way they won't cry..." I muttered as I balanced my knife on my finger.

"Good idea." I smiled and growled something to my wolves. They both nodded to me and began circling. "They call this the circle of death. Usually there are more of them so it looks more frightening." I yipped at my third wolf, who ran up and joined the other two in circling.

"Well, it's working..." I answered, I started biting my tongue to prevent myself from laughing, the trainees were so scared, they were ready to faint!

I growled something else to my wolves and they widened the circle a bit. "They won't kill you." I called out.

((i swear we're teasing the trainees!!))

((Actually I was expecting zelf to make me stop.... but hey, this is fun. I enjoy taunting the trainees.))

"ok, thats enough training for now" I said

"Ah, come on, Kilev, let me have just a little more fun with them. Please?"

"Thats enough training for now" I repeated.

I grumbled to myself and growled to my wolves. Two of them charged the trainees and jumped over them at the last second. The crowd gasped, and I just gave a smug smile. I walked back to my tent with my three wolves in tow.

"everyone get back to work. we are moveing camp in a week"

"Yeah leaving again." I growled to one of my wolves. "Can we come with you?" The largest asked. "I don't see a problem with it."

"This is getting annoying, yeah." I muttered as I walked away.

((I have nothing))

((Why is it that you "have nothing" a lot?))

The packing was quick, because I didn't have much. So I went out hunting with my wolves.

I twirled my knife as I finished packing my stuff. All this moving the camp is getting annoying. I went outside and started throwing my knives at a tree. I felt like screaming for some reason.

I soon had all my things packed up. everyone kept their weopons on them. becuase we could be attacked at any time. I knew most of my men did not like moveing so much. but we had to avoid being caught by hasorath.

((Uhhh, i can't think of anything...))

((me neither.))