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Eustace sat in the training area with LunarFlare, wondering what kind of training would beappropriate for her adolescent wolf. Knowledge about the relative age and size of wolves said that he wouldn't be allowed to do much yet. It still seemed to Eustace that it was necessary to start, though. As of yet, since she'd arrived at the training field, the two of them had done nothing. She merely sat there, her bottom becoming slightly wet with the snow that melted due to her body heat. It was a really uncomfortable feeling, but standing up at this point would only cause further embarassment. When she noticed another rider and wolf pair, she became determined to stay sitting.

Lunarflare sniffed about next to Eustace for items hidden beneath the snow. So far, he had found a couple sticks and a boot that someone had apparently lost training one day and never attempted to retrieve. After finding it, he gnawed on it a bit and was reminded a bit of the boot he found the day he first met Calla, his rider's patron. Maybe losing boots was a fad or were people at the fort really that reckless with their footwear?

There was a fit of mad giggling as Angel gave a high pitched squeal watching in both amusement and sadistic glee as the poor apprentice sought to flee from his punishment. Stretching her arms above her head, the girl gave an almost lazy yawn from where she was seated on Willowpelt's back. The apprentice deserved it really, after all he had been disrespectful.

"He deserves it don't you think Willow?" Angel's voice held an almost childlike tone as she followed the frantic movement of the wayward boy. He'd get tired eventually, and when he did that would mean her source of glee and amusement would be gone, unless another apprentice decided to be just as stupid of course. That thought dragged another fit of mad giggling from the short private and she felt a growling sigh rumble through the wolf beneath her.

He deserved it as much as any disrespectful apprentice, Angel. Giving a sigh and a roll of the eyes at the woman's giggling he calmly shifted his position lest he become a shield for the boy. True he believed disrespectful young ones should be punished but there really had to be another way. Of course...it seemed the humans never thought of any other way other than shooting at the empty headed children.

Giving a yawn as he glided across the snow before settling down a fair distance behind and to the left of the gun wielding former sergeant. Perhaps at this angle he was less likely to be a potential shield. His white tipped left ear turned back in the direction of his rider and he gave a slight huff at the still bubbling spree of giggling. Really Angel...you find too much amusement in this. Of course he knew why. This wasn't Angel Angel, this was the darker half, the side that delighted in the pain of others.

A soft murmur almost like a cat's meow sounded in the back of his mind and not for the first time that day Willowpelt rolled his eyes with a sigh and settled back to watching the apprentice torture.

Eustace hadn't been paying much attention when she saw the other apprentice walk near her, having been watching LunarFlare gnaw on the soggy boot that had been left in the snow for who knows how long. Her head shot up as she heard a bullet make impact in the ground just between her and the other apprentice. It was the first time she'd noticed the person there. Was that really the kind of training they did here? Eustace stood from her seat, attempting in a rather pathetic way to cover her behind.
Nervous as she was, Eustace wasn't sure who was being shot at or even who had done the shooting. For all she knew, it was very possible that she had been the target. The apprentice ran from a predator that Eustace had just noticed. She saluted, thinking with great relief that Rayan was not shooting at her. Eustace would have greeted him, but due to the circumstances and the distance he was away, it seemed like a bad idea. Instead, she watched the now morbidly funny situation with increasing curiosity.

LunarFlare had not been immune to the startling sound of the gunshot. In fact, his first instinct was to dash from his spot in the snow to behind his rider. He did so with little thought, making an unintentional barrier between onlookers and Eustace's melted snow-soaked bottom. He looked around as Eustace had for the possible threat. There he stood, not too terribly far away, but far enough that making any sort of attack would be absurd. After all, the man was weilding a rifle.
Seeing Eustace salute, however, made him a little more at ease. Trusting his rider's judgement, he became calm again. He didn't return to the boot, just in case. For whatever warped reason, he felt safer here.

Legs swinging Angel eased herself forward until she was laying across the wolf's broad back, chin propped on her arms and her now braided hair fell over her shoulder pooling on Willowpelt's back. Blinking once, then twice before she flashed a grin waving at Rayan. Seeing as he'd done little more than acknowledge her with a look, she pouted huffing, returning to her near brooding state from moments before. The apprentice brat was hiding, hiding behind Keahi and Firemoon, that meant there wasn't going to be much in the way of amusement, which meant...she was going to be stuck bored senseless. Now that was a bad thing. Because a bored Angel was a destructive Angel. No matter which side of her showed.

Willooooooow.....make the brat come oooooooooout. Whining usually worked with the gamma since he didn't want to deal with her bratish behaviour most of the time. Of course...there were times such as this one when the gray gamma ignored her or, as she soon game to realize, dumped her off his back. Finding herself seated in the snow, the woman winced discreetly rubbing her rear end.

"Ow...what was that for huh?!" Bouncing to her feet, Angel set her hands on her hips reaching out to grab at the wolf only to have him side-step to avoid the grab. Another huff and she growled.

Whining, whining, WHINING. An annoyed growl was the only warning Willowpelt gave before he dumped his rider off stepping away from where she sat in the snow. Of course his momentary pleasure at seeing her on the ground pouting and huffing like a six year old was short lived as she bounced to her feet glaring at him. Such a glare however was lost on him considering the woman could barely reach his shoulder and therefor couldn't stare him down.

"You were whining, not that that isn't a perfectly normal thing for you to do but really!" If Angel wanted to rant out loud then so would he, it might well prove to be entertaining and would likely save the apprentice for a few more minutes. Lowering his head to stare the woman in the eye, Willowpelt's lips curled back in a wolfish grin. "Besides~ You have to be able to look me in the eye before you can start whining." The effect from that little statement was the one he'd desired.

Smirking at the near shriek of frustration, he sat down tail swaying in the snow. Annoying Angel about her height worked every time.

"You arrogant. Infuriating, self-righteous, egotistical, male!" The final word came out in a shriek and Angel crossed her arms turning her back on the wolf with a disdainful sniff.

Keahi just watched him, but didn't move as Rayan shot a second time. She glanced back at the apprentice who was hiding behind. She just hope that he would be smart enough to sneak away when he got the chance. "What did the kid do, to get shot at?" she asked, though her question got half drown out by the yelled of another private, Angel. Truthly Keahi hadn't really notice anyone else until now.

Firemoon watched Angel get dump out of the corner of her eye, since right now she care more about the male that is shooting at them. If I get shot, its all your fault, she told Keahi.

Don't worry, Rayan isn't that stupid, she told her wolf. At least she hope she right. Firemoon look over to shoulder to glare at Keahi for her least thought.

Firemoon's ears twitched at the the little fight between Angel and Willowpelt's fight. You should be glad we are like that, she told her rider. Keahi's only gave Firemoon a questing look, since she only heard part of the fight.

Another series of curses were about to spill forth from the woman's mouth but a sickeningly sweet voice cut through her thoughts making her pause for a moment before she tilted her head turning her attention to Rayan. Staring at him for several long moments a slow malicious grin beginning to cross her face. If there was one thing that annoyed her most was when someone interrupted her moment of ranting at Willowpelt.

"But how could I not?" One hand shifted to rest on her hip while the other cupped one cheek as her head tilted. "You're just that hard not to pay attention to. After all shooting at a poor defenseless apprentice really does seem to attract attention." There was no pity in her voice for the apprentice really. As far as she was concerned the boy could burn in the depths of the abyss if he couldn't stand up his punishment.

Tail swaying slowly Willowpelt turned his attention to first Keahi and Firemoon and then to Rayan. Poor fool had no idea just who he was taunting. Giving an amused chuckle the wolf rose and stretched before moving to stand behind Angel half curling around her. His position was more than just a subtle warning for the stupid human.

Jaws lolling open lazily he flashed a savage grin at Rayan. He'd eat the human alive if he dared harm the woman. That was more promise than threat of course.