After several hours that the pup left from a sudden call (I'm only assuming), the teacher and her student had made camp nearby the mysterious pack and noted the distant shouts. Perseus mewed quietly as he was devouring down on a rabbit he recently caught, and his actual first catch in the new region. As he licked his muzzle, removing the blood, he glanced over to his teacher who was seated on top of a boulder, listening to the quiet hymns of the wind blow by. Juniper was never the type to answer those questions at the pup asked earlier such as the identity of the wind for those names were hidden and the wind sometimes could've been the gods, trying to ruin their lives..
"Madam Juniper," the Ocelot mewed softly as he trotted to her, leaving the carcass behind as she went onto his two hind legs with his front legs stretched out and on the boulder. "..." Juniper seemed to have her conscious at a standstill, having blocked out everything from the outer world. "Madam Juniper!" Perseus shouted and she finally snapped out of her train of thought and glanced down. "The floor is open for you, Percy. Speak." "The way that the pup spoke..earlier.. He seemed at a loss.." Juniper nodded in agreement as she slid down the boulder with ease and nodded her head for her student to follow.
"Novices, they are all. None of truly experienced the face of war if they share the similar traits of the rainbow runner," she chuckled a bit at the self claimed title she marked the pup for. The Ocelot cub looked up and he listened to her lesson. "None truly understand that prophecies will not accentuate all of what is needed to be done.. None of the players in any prophecy realize that others can as well gamble the fate of what is to come.."