Back in the forest, by the waterfalls, it was close to sunset when Samael called it a day.
“Let’s go home,” Samael told his granddaughter.
Shanaia turned to him.
“But I haven’t mastered the move yet. I haven’t even got to do in the water,” Shanaia argued.
“Do you think such a meticulous technique was done and mastered in just a couple of hours? Even if you are smart, this is something you cannot master in just a few hours. We will come back tomorrow,” Samael told him.
“But…”
“No buts. We will go back home. Your mother is preparing dinner for everyone,” he told her.
Shanaia sighed and nodded. Then they began packing their stuff and made their way back to the pack house. The walk towards the pack house was just them discussing the plan for her training.
Samael listened as Shanaia spo
