It was time for training. Yes, the White wolf also needs exercise. So she will train to learn how to work with Panther. It went pretty well. Panther is good training and easy to spar with him. He was quick, intelligent, and gracious. White wolf had a hard time following him, but she kept up.

They now sat in the grass, panting slowly after their fight. It was only a play battle but still hard. Both parties are more substantial than one another. Panther had an advantage sour, sharp claws and cat-like agility, while wolf had strong but then a body. And she was also fully wolf. She did not have the perks that humans had. "You did good, Wolf mother. Better even than hunter, I am afraid," Panther said as a girn were on his lips. White wolf laughed and took her paw to her nose. "I guess it's better to fight a real wolf instead of a fake one, eh?" she said with a smirk. 

She knew that Hunter was listing and keeping a watch on them. She didn't know why. Though he didn't want to be seen nor heard, Wolf could easily hear his breathing and soft steps. To be human-like, his brother, these two royals, were good at hiding. Wolf then stood up and shook her body, so her fur went everywhere. Panther was a little surprised by the action but paid no heed. After she had stood up, she suddenly dashed off. This alerted the Panther. He knew that he could not find her if he wished. She would have to come on her own, and that often meant a long time. 

Panther didn't have time for that, but somehow he forgot time and place when he was with Wolf. Then he heard a sound; it sounded like someone was singing. Here's what he heard:

"A promise that I keep I'll never share I'll never speak
To my grave, the secret goes
The beating heart, the beating heart, the mystic creatures wandered far
Through these veins, a Wolfblood flows

A change will come, I know, behold my future
As sure as day returns tonight
The passion of my clan, to be at one with them
And hidden from the world outside

A promise that I keep I'll never share, I'll never speak
To my grave, the secret goes
The beating heart, the beating heart, the mystic creatures wandered far
Through these veins, a Wolfblood flows

[Instrumental break]

A change will come, I know, behold my future
As sure as day returns tonight
The passion of my clan, to be at one with them
And hidden from the world outside

A promise that I keep I'll never share, I'll never speak
To my grave, the secret goes
The beating heart, the beating heart, the mystic creatures wandered far
Through these veins, a Wolfblood flows

A change will come, I know, behold my future
As sure as day returns tonight
The passion of my clan, to be at one with them
And hidden from the world outside

A promise that I keep I'll never share, I'll never speak
Through these veins, a Wolfblood flows." 
-Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher.

A panther stares in disbelief at the wolf when he reaches the source of the sound. It's you, sitting and singing softly to something that Panther can't quite see. He narrows his eyes as he walks closer. Then it comes to him. You sit there singing at a Satue. A giant carven marvel statue formed as a wolf. This wolf had glowing green eyes; when he saw closer, he could see that it was two emerald stones that repeated the eyes of the stone wolf. Around its chest, there hangs a pendant with a sapphire that resolved his black panther necklace. 

You had heard him but thought you would not give yourself out yet. So you ended the song, tears pooled in your eyes, and you laid down next to the feet of the marvel wolf. 

Drawing a long breath, you stood up and wiped your tears with your paws. You then turned to face Black Panther. He had an unreadable expression of shock on his face. You didn't even bother to explain anything, so you dashed towards the Palace. You could hear Panther following you. 

Tears stained my moon white fur as I laid in my bed and wept. It had been the time of the day where I morn for the loss of my pack, my realm. They were all lost in the fire. Human fire. I had been lucky to escape with my life but not the rest of my pack... I had a yearly morn time at full moon. Even though it was day and the moon was weak, I went to the marvel statue that the old king of Wakanda had risen in memory of my mother. 

There was a knock on my door. I rubbed my eyes free for tears and sat up. "Come in," I said. The door opened, and I saw Panther. He had not his costume and bore regular clothes. "I heard you were crying, do you wanna talk about it?" he said in a soft voice as he caressed my back. I nodded thoughtfully and turned completely around so that I was facing him. "The reason I cried and you saw me at that statue is because today is the day I morn for my lost home..:" I trailed off. I knew that T'Challa had lost his father too, so I knew that he understood my pain. 

"I see.." he said as he continued to caress my soft fur. "Want to have dinner with me and Zuri and Hunter?" he then said. I looked at him. "That would be a pløearue, your highness," I spoke with a smile.

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That's all:)'

-Spah