"Alright, you can open your eyes now," Jon quietly said to his two students sitting cross-legged in front of him, who slowly opened their eyes, "Now Emily, focus on the wolf figurine in front of you and try to remember all the details that you missed or weren't able to visualize,"

Emily looked intently at the small toy from Jon's childhood for a while, before she started, "Umm... The color was a bit wrong a-and the length of the wolf was too long... and maybe the texture was a bit off..."

"Very good! That's way better than the Last time," Jon said and she gave him a huge smile at his praise, before he turned toward Becca, "And what about you Becca?"

"Ugh... the same thing happened again," Becca moaned while looking at the Shadowcat figurine in her hands with disappointment, "The Shadowcat I imagined just wouldn't stay still and didn't want to stay in one place at all, it kept on running around and then an unending green field appeared out of nowhere and t-then a rabbit appeared and it turned into a hunt from there..." Becca trailed off, wondering if she was too stupid for the technique no matter how hard she tried.

"No, it's alright," Jon said patting her head after seeing Becca get sad, "I think we are going at it the wrong way. You don't need to have the exact same results as Emily. It's fine as long as you're improving,"

A couple of months had passed since Jon had discovered that his students had a talent for the art of Warging. And while they were both very young, they were a lot more mature than kids their own age and he had come to trust them a lot over the past few years.

So a few days after taking everything into consideration he had told them that he was a warg and explained what warging was and had even done a live demonstration with Frost at his side.

They had both been a little surprised at first when his eyes turned completely white, but after they overcame their shock, they started to accept that Jon was actually telling them the truth and he really was like one of those Legendary Wargs from their childhood stories.

He had then offered them a chance to become a warg like him and promised them that he would make sure to teach them to the best of his abilities.

Becca didn't even let him finish his proposal and immediately started jumping around with happiness while giving him her consent, as the prospect of having this kind of magical ability was too exciting for her to let go.

And while Emily was a little bit scared initially at the idea of her soul leaving her body and going into the body of an animal, she said that she trusted him and that she would also like to experience the feeling of being able to fly above the clouds, like he had described while he was explaining warging to them.

And so for the past few months, after their usual classes had been completed, he started teaching them the skills he had used to get started. The first thing he had them try was the simplest of his techniques, just doing complicated calculations in their head.

Jon had found in his experience that using this technique regularly was very useful in making his consciousness a lot more flexible and made it easier for him to process a lot of the information he gets when he is warging.

Emily had thrived while using this technique, and while she was already very smart, the speed at which she had improved had left Jon a bit in awe of her. She had gotten so good at solving difficult problems in her head that Jon kept on having to find new stuff for her to practice.

But on the other hand, Becca had really struggled with that, as she already had a hard time cracking normal problems with the help of a slate and charcoal, so it wasn't really much of a surprise when she didn't excel at it.

When they had gotten a hang of this technique, he started teaching them his second technique, Image Training, which was also one of the techniques he had found very useful in laying down the foundation for future training.

Emily didn't excel as she usually did in this one as she had difficulty getting the whole picture and while she was really good at individually getting the textures and colors of things that she was supposed to visualize right, she had a lot of trouble focusing on all of the details of the object at once.

For example, she would be able to imagine the structure of the object close to perfect but it would comprise the color of the object, and vice versa if she started to focus on the color, the structure seemed to go away from her, so Jon had Emily mainly focus on getting her mind used to multitasking and focusing on more than one thing at once.

Becca, on the other hand, had a very active imagination, whenever he gave her an object to visualize it seems to come alive in her imagination and it was especially potent if the object represented a living being.

Like the Shadowcat this time, or the rabbit the last time, when he had told her to just focus on creating just the image in her head, and instead she had ended up unconsciously creating a complete scenario in her mind about the cute rabbit and its family, and how they escape the various traps placed around their home by the hunters.

And while at first, he had tried to make Becca try and focus on making the images in her mind motionless. Lately, he had started to understand that she wouldn't be able to learn like he and Emily did with still images, and instead needed a completely different approach.

While he mostly depended on their honest evaluation of their own faults and the various mistake they made in their execution of these techniques. By regularly using his Mind Sense on them, he had found another way of tracking their progress as they got better at Visualization and Mental Arithmetics.

They were still a little shy of being 11 years old, the age that is said to be safe to start practicing the techniques written in the Maester's Journal. So until that time, he would get them used to utilize their minds as much as possible, which was sure to help them when they actually started.

"Alright, Now let's try that once again but this time—" Jon started saying but mid-sentence he suddenly felt an intense spike of emotions in his head that weren't his own. He felt a bit disoriented for a few moments before he understood where the anger and aggressiveness he was feeling were coming from.

He quickly ran toward his usual rock, before hurriedly sitting down while leaning against it and without telling his confused students anything closed his eyes. It didn't even take him a second to enter the zone, and the moment he did, he saw that the needle representing Frost was pulsing rapidly as if a flickering light.

Without wasting a single moment, he went toward the needle and entered the tunnel, before he felt the usual freefalling experience associated with warging. A moment later, his sight and almost all of his other senses got enhanced as he suddenly started seeing through the eyes of his companion.

The first thing he noticed after entering frost was that he was above a massive green forest that seemed to stretch forever, with a few mountains dotted here and there, and he was just beside a massive cliff with his point of view going up and down as he felt Frost flapping her wings intensely while occasionally screeching angrily from time to time.

It was the first time he had ever felt Frost get this angry at someone, as she was usually a very mild-mannered eagle, but this time something seemed to have ticked her off completely, as her anger seemed to increase with every screech.

And if he hadn't gotten so good at isolating his own thoughts from those of Frost's courtesy of his daily mediation training, then he would have been a lot more affected by Frost. And after reading about some of those horror stories in those ancient texts written in Old Tongue about wargs becoming a lot more animalistic as time passed, he was very thankful that he religiously practiced his techniques every day and didn't slack off.

The reason for Frost's ire wasn't very far away, as a snow eagle appeared in front of them fluttering her wings and trying to intimidate frost with screeches of her own. This eagle was a bit bigger than Frost and looked quite older than her too.

At first glance, both of them seemed to be of the same species just born with different colors but with a deeper look the differences become very noticeable. While the snow eagle was a little larger than Frost she had already hit her peak size whereas Frost was still very young and had a lot of room for growth.

And even though the snow eagle was trying to look as intimidating as possible, it was very easy to see by looking into her eyes and the way she darted around, that she was scared out of her wits and was just trying to look for a way to run away.

'Hey, Frost. What happened, why are you so worked up about this eagle,' Jon thought his questions to Frost using a telepathy-like technique.

Frost immediately started sending back her response using an amalgam of thoughts, emotions, and a few memory images. It took a couple of seconds for Jon to decipher her thoughts from all that but he understood the gist of the situation.

It turns out that the eagle was the same one from the last time, the one who had taken to occupying and stealing from Frost's nest while she was away until Frost had gotten tired of her and scared her away after leaving her heavily injured.

But while Frost had thought this shitty bird had learned her lesson and wouldn't dare to come back, it seems that the snow eagle seemed to think differently as not only did she have the gall to come back, she even tried to steal a rabbit from Frost's nest that she had just hunted.

It was too much for Frost to handle as while Frost may look gentle and cute most of the time, at her core, she was the ultimate predator of the sky. And the one thing most essential to a predator in a huge forest like Wolfswood is that they need to be able to defend their territory aggressively, or else they wouldn't be able to survive for long.

The snow eagle was already sporting a couple of injuries courtesy of Frost, so she didn't seem to have a very good chance of winning, and Frost's thoughts weren't merciful at all so It didn't look like she would be letting the snow eagle out of this one alive.

The shitty bird abruptly dived toward them and tried to peck at Frost with her beak but Frost easily dodged her, but the snow eagle was a lot older and a crafty one as she wasn't actually attacking Frost instead was counting on her dodging and after passing Frost she didn't look back and immediately used the opportunity to fly away.

Frost got even more furious and immediately followed after her, and while Frost might be a bit smaller and younger than the snow eagle, the one advantage she had due to being an Ice Eagle was that she was absurdly fast so it didn't take Frost long to catch up to her.

The second she reached her, Frost immediately swooped down and attacked the bird but the Snow eagle dodged at the last moment and once again widened the distance between them leaving Frost behind. Frost screeched and tried to attack her again and again with the same results occasionally leaving scratches.

The reason why Frost had still not taken the slower eagle down yet started to appear before Jon. As while the snow eagle was slower than Frost, her body was full of various scars proving that she must have been in a lot of battles making her a lot more experienced and cunning than the young and naive Frost.

'Alright! Calm Down, Frost. Follow my lead from now on,'

Jon tried to soothe his companion while gently bringing her back from her apocalyptical rage at her incompetence in failing to catch the shitty bird. It took a few tries but after a while, Jon was able to calm her down.

Jon commanded Frost to slowly fly above the snow eagle without attacking and after a few moments of observing the older eagle's flight patterns, he told her to swoop down to the snow eagle right as if attacking her but without committing to the attack fully.

And it went as Jon had predicted as the second Frost leaned down the snow eagle dodged to left almost instantly, which meant that Jon's plan would work so he immediately started preparing for its execution.

Frost was still a bit weak at deceiving maneuvers, so Jon had to run her through these patterns a few more times before she understood how to feint properly. But after a while, she started to execute those flawlessly so Jon immediately went to the next part of his plan.

He slowly started using Frost's various flight attacks and swoops to slowly lead the snow eagle toward his desired location. And this one went smoothly, as while their opponent was old and experienced, she had never encountered these kinds of elaborate tactics so she didn't even suspect a trap.

After getting the snow eagle in a perfect spot, Jon sent the next command and Frost immediately feinted to right, and as predicted the snow eagle instantly dodged to the left, and in response, I had Frost abruptly change her direction to follow up after the shitty bird, and while the Snow eagle was quite surprised she was still able to dodge the attack by a hair's breadth.

But before the older eagle could feel relief, her wings suddenly got clipped at the edge of the cliff that appeared out of nowhere as she was distracted by Frost's attack, and as if waiting for that exact moment Frost immediately swooped on the faltering snow eagle.

Frost used her claws and beak viciously in a series of attacks on the Snow eagle's back making her screech madly in pain and beat her wings rapidly in a bid to run away. But Frost had tasted victory after a lot of frustration so she wasn't letting her escape, and while the snow eagle tried to retaliate a few times, the advantage of agility was in Frost's court now due to shortened distance so none of her attacks worked.

Jon didn't participate in the hunt after that as he just focused completely on isolating his thoughts and emotion, which started to get harder as Frost gave in to her predatory instincts completely.

The flight left the Snow eagle a few seconds later, as she went spiraling down to a small bump on the cliff they were fighting beside.

*Thump*

The fallen eagle's chest heaved and her wings shuddered a few more times before the fight left her eyes completely, and she lay still.

*Screech**Screech**Screech*

Frost immediately started crowing in victory as she circled above her fallen nemesis in ecstasy and asserted her dominance as the apex predator of the sky in that Forest.

'Well done, Frost. I am proud of you,'

After she had been completely satisfied she started to fly away while leaving her fallen foe to nature, and it was at that moment Jon suddenly noticed something that Frost had missed.

'Wait, Frost! go back, Look over there,'

Frost tilted her in confusion, but still complied with her two-legged companion and flew back. She landed on a similar bump a few meters away from where the Shitty bird had fallen. Laying there just in the shadow of the natural roof made by the cliff was a small nest.

'It must have belonged to the Snow eagle,'

The nest hadn't been the thing that had captured Jon's attention, instead, his full focus was on the baby chick curiously looking at them from her nest. And the second Jon had laid eyes on the baby eagle, he immediately knew what to do with the chick.

'Hey, Frost do me a favor and bring her back with you,'

While Frost was a bit confused about the use of the progeny of her dead nemesis who wasn't even big enough to fly, she still pecked her head in her assent, and immediately flew to the nest and seized the squealing chick in her claws.

'Gently, Frost,'

Jon stayed with Frost for quite a while on the way back, making sure that Frost didn't lose her or hurt the chick with her sharp claws. After they were more than halfway back and he was sure that the chick was safe in Frost's claws, Jon exited Frost's body smoothly.

And the moment he was back in his own body, Jon was greeted with the sight of Emily's blue eyes inches away from his face while his other student Becca was squatting just in front of him while poking his cheeks with a wicked smile on her face.

"What are you doing?" Jon asked calmly.

"Ah!" Emily immediately jerked back startled and fell down her backside with a thump, while Becca poked his cheeks a few more times before reluctantly taking her finger away calmly.

"Emily was just fascinated with how your pupil suddenly disappeared..." Becca said immediately placing the blame on her cousin.

"W-What!" Emily stuttered from her shock, "But you were the one who started it—"

"Anyway," Becca said airily waving her hand, "Where did you suddenly go without warning us? We were quite scared you know," She asked using exaggerated hand gestures.

"I am sure you were," Jon said skeptically, "But the matter of why I suddenly warged into Frost would be explained in a few moments when she gets here,"

Jon looked toward the sky and a few minutes later he found Frost flying toward them without much difficulty even though she was indistinguishable from the blue sky. When Frost had approached close enough, Jon opened his hands and she immediately swooped down gracefully while deposition the parcel in her claws into his hands gently.

"What's that in your hands?" Becca curiously asked as she and Emily came up behind Jon, and he immediately opened his hands showing them the prize.

"Aww..." Emily squealed while jumping in her place, "She is so cute,"

"Really," Becca said while looking skeptically at the feathered baby chick, "I think she is a bit ugly— not pretty like frost at all," Becca pointed at the majestic blue eagle sitting on the rock beside them and Frost immediately crowned proudly at the compliment,

"Don't call her ugly! You don't know anything, baby chicks are supposed to be like that when they are young—" Emily immediately countered before she turned back to Jon, "Is she your new pet, Mr. Jon,"

"No, she isn't for me. I was hoping one of you might like her," Jon said before he whispered conspiringly, "Besides I don't think Frost will be agreeable to sharing,"

"Really!" Emily squealed and jumped before she turned to her cousin and fully used the effect of her huge blue eyes on her cousin, "Can I please keep her Becca? Please! Please! Please!"

"Fine! Fine, you can keep her. Stop pulling my hand now, before they fall off," Becca said and Emily immediately hugged her with a huge smile on her face before she turned back and slowly took the baby chick from Jon.

"Well, that clears up my dilemma of who would be the first one to get a companion," Jon said before he looked at his side at Becca who looked at her happy cousin with envy, "Don't worry! We'll find a companion for you soon enough," Jon patted Becca gently who immediately perked up.

"You promise!"

"Yes, I do," Jon told Becca before he continued sternly, "But that is only if you work hard at the techniques I teach you,"

"I'll try my best" Becca said completely pumped up about her future pet.

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