[@Blackmist16][@Aristocles]

Vox stood silently, listening to his teachers words. He stood his distance not because he was afraid of the wolf, but because he knew the wolf would be able to smell it off him. No matter what way it could be looked at, Vox was a hunter, he could not shake off the scent of death that clinged to him. Vox walked closer to the wolf, trying not make himself seem less of a threat as possible. [color=00a99d]"I do not fully understand Mas-Teacher"[/color] he had stopped himself [color=00a99d]"I am a hunter. There are certain duties in this village only I know to do. I do not fully understand...but I want too...if your will to teach me..."[/color] Vox turned his head toward Greslarch and held his hand out. [color=00a99d]"I am...a friend."[/color]