Kyrie looked away from the sky. So what would she do? Her legs had taken her outside the border before she knew it. It didn't smell like this was claimed land by any other pack so it was alright. The wide meadow did make her think of the Fireweed but compared to that this meadow had <span class='word'>nary</span> flowers. The white wolf sat down and looked over the tall grasses. There was many time left and she didn't want to do nothing. Knowing the others were working hard on there own made her feel bad if she would lay down sleeping without doing anything. She still wasn't sure about her role in the pack. Hunter seemed the most obvious. She was fast and she could hunt small preys easier than others. She could chase a animal for like hours without taking a break. On the other hand, Narimé would be a perfect huntress after she reached adulthood. She had incredible legs and she would probably be a hard opponent in a run race. Maybe a teacher?
Kyrie felt a slight ache in her heart. Could she teach? She didn't felt any confidence in teaching cubs or taking care of them. She had failed one time already with her own, how could she take responsibility for the one of others. The white woman could not bear guilt, if something would happen she would most likely get a break down of her own guilt. No that wouldn't be a good choice, not yet. If she was a bit older maybe..
Frowning slightly she tried to think of something. Well Guardian wouldn't be fit. She was quite weak if she would say so herself. She had <span class='word'>nary</span> experience with fighting nor did she got much training in her power. Strength was like a major weakness in her. Her ears sprang up, wait, maybe she could train now. If not now then when should she? She could go and train, getting stronger so she could protect the ones she loved. Normally she always talked, cheering them up and supporting them while when it came to something phsycal she would only stand in the way.
Kyrie stood up ready to began her training with confidence. A couple of seconds ticked away without moving a inch. There was one problem.. How did she train alone if she didn't even know how she could train? A bit frustrated she began to think. She felt a bit troubled and ashamed, should she howl to someone? They would likely willing to help her but it felt like she would stand in their way. They had enough on there paws and than she would come bothering them asking for training like she was a cub. Her cheeks became a bit red while thinking of that. Luckily there was nobody to see it. Kyrie sighed, well she had little choice right? The white wolf raised her head to howl towards her leader. Maybe he could help, if he was not too busy of course..</blockquote>