'I want to keep going, quitting now would be stupid!' the wolf snaps, and Matthias' brows furrow in response. His tail subconsciously curls upwards and inwards, but relaxes when Malachi seems to calm down, explaining that the lion's tone reminded him of his father. He wonders for a moment if Malachi has any daddy issues. You and me both.
He responds to the next question, "I do," begrudgingly, he allows Malachi to keep trying, even though it seemed to him that he was beginning to overexert himself. After all, he's not the boy's father, and in all honesty he didn't care much what the wolf chose to do as long as he held up his end of their deal. But when Malachi fails once more, this fall more damaging than the next, Matthias walks over to the stump and gets real close, "Alright, that's enough. If you keep this up, your wings will be sore for days," this time he was stern, head slightly lowered and almost defensive. Defensive for who? Himself? Malachi? "Let's call it a session and get to hunting," he wasn't taking no for an answer.