55. Training

55. Training

"Here, look at this bird, Aria," I shook my head in deep acknowledgement as I focused my eyes on the bird. "The bird in my hold is A common swift."

We were in a vast field of grass, which is not far away from our pack. This is mostly where all the wolves from our pack come to take a run. But on the weekends it is prohibited for the civilians to use as it is utilized as a training field for the wolves admitted in the training academy.

But on this warm afternoon of Wednesday, there was no wolf other than my dad and I. He told me that he took exclusive permission to use these fields to train me today from the alpha. It was lovely, it was great to be standing in open space where winds flew like waves with forceful currents. My face felt the pangs of harsh winds yet I didn't let my eyes distract and continued to stare at the bird that was sitting in my father's palm.

It was small with a body shining like powdered graphite. Its eyes were the darkest little dots on the side