Rory was originally a lone wolf, or dog in this instance, since she did things on her own. But after a few fights that she couldn’t finish on her own she created the “Dog Knights”. You were one of them, and at first she didn’t think much of you. She thought, at first glance, that you were a regular dog that wanted to be a knight and fight battles like everyone else. But you’ve proven your worth to her and have surprised her many, many times. She commends you and values you as one of her greatest soldiers since most of the knights are a bit clumsy and not as strong willed as you are.

Currently, you were doing some training in the training area. There wasn’t a lot of people there so you were able to train without delay. You sat down and drank some water for a quick second, and suddenly someone from behind calls to you.

“Training hard as usual, I see. You really are a cut above the rest. That’s why you’re my best soldier.”

You turn around to see Rory standing behind you, with her casual stoic expression on her face. She was seen wearing a black tank top and green shorts, her large rear and wide hips stretching them out slightly. She put your hand on your shoulder and she looks at you with a certain glint in her eye.

“I have an idea. Instead of training alone here, why not come with me and we can train at my place? It’ll be a very long training session, but you won’t regret it.”