Jolon looks like he's about to agree with you, but Bly shoots him a nasty side-eye. He shrugs, a hint of a smile on his face.
"For what it's worth," Jolon says, "I tried to convince her to come forward with me, but she insisted that the system is rigged against us. Maybe I should have said something myself, but just telling someone what's happening might not have been enough to make them believe it. Now that you've seen the truth with your own eyes, I hope we can put an end to it. Together."
Bly drums her fingers in a steady beat over the top of the chemistry table. "The elders considered banishing me to the Snarl, but Ahote stepped in and recommended I be used to train the adults since I'd physically surpassed most of them in the Way of the Claw. I even have a small dojo to the north. The old fools actually gave me the means to recruit and train my own soldiers to fight back against the humans! We have a few regulars for training already, mostly adults, but we're looking to expand. When they officially recognized Jolon as the pack's huntmaster, I asked him to join me."
"It's a ceremonial title these days," Jolon says, looking almost self-conscious. "There's not much game to stalk in Haven. But the elders think highly of my skills."
"But why did Tiva come to you with this?" you ask. "How did she know you were safe?"
"Tiva and I used to be friends, but she thought I'd lost it when I started ranting to her about needing to fight back against the humans. I…" Bly pauses. "I didn't have all that much tact in the days after my discovery. I suppose when she found out the truth, I was the first person that came to mind for her to talk to. She came to my place in the middle of the night, said she couldn't sleep. Scared me half to death creeping around in the shadows like she was. That girl should know better than to sneak up on me like that."
Jolon clears his throat, and Bly curses.
"Shit. We should get going." She gives you a pointed look. "We'd like you to join us, BLjGIT BG. You would make a good warrior, or if you prefer, a hidden claw in the shadows."
Jolon gives a stiff nod. "It's up to you. Come with us before the night's work begins. We'll take the back exit so nobody sees us heading to the dojo. I don't want to give away our plans to the elders just yet."
You check the clock on the classroom wall and groan. 3:45 p.m. You have just enough time to get to Elder Ahote's office without being late.
"What's the matter?" Bly asks.
"Instructor Lonan told me that Ahote wants to see me in his office at four."
"Ignore the old wolf. You have better things to do with your time."
Go with Bly. I'm itching to blow off some steam with a little hand-to-hand combat training.
Go with Bly. The idea of learning from Huntmaster Jolon is thrilling!
Go to my appointment with Ahote. Brute force will never win in a fight against the might of the military. A sharp mind, however, can bend situations to the pack's advantage.
Go to my appointment with Ahote. Gaining our freedom from the humans will take the entire pack united in purpose. Clandestine training won't win over hearts and minds.
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