I breathed heavily, Zavier on my heels. My tongue lolled from my jaws, gasping for air to cool me off. The forest is plush, thick, and smelled like Zavier did. Pine. We're home. We came home yesterday after the workout. Zavier insisted. And so, here we are, me training with Zavier and his high elite wolves. I leapt over a log, my paws splashing the water in the small stream of water on the other side.
Zavier growled as I sped up, feeling the air rushing at my face. I looked behind me, Zavier having a stern look, but the soldiers looking exhausted. I ran for fun, so I didn't think about training when running. It helped me with my endurance.