"Get up Shira. We got some training to do."

The preteen saber groggily groaned and slowly opened her eyes and was met with a pair of green ones. Shira sighed as she got up and shook her fur.

"What do you mean by training?"

Tyler smiled at the confused saber, "I mean that I need to teach you how to fight." Shira rolled her eyes before walking up to him.

"Really? Because I can sure beat you in a quick second." she threatened. Tyler got in a fighting stance, with a smirk spread across his face. "Is that a challenge?"

Shira jumped and pinned him to the ground, her paw against his right cheek. "See?" Tyler turned his head and their noses 'accidently' touched. Shira and Tyler both blushed but Shira got off of him.

"Umm, eh we'll start the fighting later. How about we go outside and get to know each other?" he offered.

The silver saber felt her heart racing and she was starting to get nervous. "Y-Yeah lets go." The young sabers walked out of the den and into the bright sunlight outside.

"So Shira, um, did your parents hate you?"

"No but they probably do now." Shira replied.

Tyler sighed. "Sorry about not telling you about my pack. I ran away because I was abused." he explained. Shira nodded her head before stopping.

"Wanna play? I've always played in my old pack." Tyler tilted his head, "Play? Shouldn't we repopulate?"

"Wait what?"

"Nothing!"

The silver saber pinned Tyler down, smiling in the process. "Loosen up and have some fun once in a while. Stop being Mr. Grumpy Pants."

Tyler stared into Shira's beautiful icy blue eyes. Wow, he thought, her eyes...their beautiful.

"Um Tyler? You there?"

The orange saber shook his head before pushing her off, "S-Sorry I was just thinking of something." he lied.


Not much but cute, right? Next chapter will have the dangerous, but lovable Shira. Just as a teen. I wanna get her knowing Tyler out of the before so on. Review please!