She'd spent quite a bit of time since Jupiter's bachelor party in a state of malaise she hadn't quite been able to shake, and with some sort of stomach bug she'd managed to pick up there. She'd been sick off and on since then, but she'd been treating it just fine with mint and ginger and whatever sickness she'd managed to catch had finally faded. The malaise had, frankly, been welcome as an excuse to hide from Domari after their troubling encounter, but it had been replaced with restlessness, a restlessness she had her own sovereign remedy for. Besides, if she hid for too long Domari would start to think it was a Big Deal and it fucking wasn't a Big Deal ok.

Trotting through the mists that never quite burned off even in the summer sun, she came to a stop in a wide open spot and threw up her head in a carrying shout, calling for the pack's fighters to come together in training.

OOC: y'all wardogs gotta week to post. Babies included if you feel like. Don't make me disappointed in you.

Dómari kept to himself since the party. Justice had been ill so it made that part easy enough, though no matter how hard he tried he could not remember what had happened after he'd declared his love to his best friend. The night had been a blur with patches of clarity and patches of black. He was certain he'd blacked out right after the words left his mouth. They hadn't really spoken sense. There was little doubt in the old warrior's mind that he'd just fucked up the only friendship he had. A call rang out and his stomach dropped. Justice was calling the warrior's together. He was pleased that she was feeling better but he still had no idea what to say. He knew he probably just needed to ask about it but a meeting wasn't the time. Maybe he could catch her afterwards. Dómari arrived at the meeting feeling terribly self-conscious but he did offer Justice a weak smile as he took his seat, playing with his paws as he waited. "Speech"

The sound of Justice calling for Valhalla's fighters to gather was a welcome distraction, or at least according to Caelia it was. It'd been awhile since she'd really worked with her peers in more formal training and she was grateful for the change in pace. There was only so much she could learn in a practice fight; though valuable it was different than discussing tactics and working together for a common goal. No, sparring - especially with strangers - was much faster-paced and often completely situational, and was a different kind of training entirely. Not invaluable, but just valuable in a different sort of way.

Quickening her pace as she drew closer, Caelia was surprised to find she was the first that had arrived. Emerging from the mist that never quite seemed to fully dissipate, she settled down not far from Justice. Fortunately for her she'd been pretty close when she called, but she hadn't really expected to be the first one to show up. Ah, well. Leaning back on her haunches she waited patiently, wondering who else might show up for training today.

Coran had been chasing a rabbit, and before that, he had been chasing a different rabbit and well, so it went.  The brindled pup had found a group of equally young foolish rabbits that had been playing around easy to find.  It was irritating he hadn’t managed to catch one of them but at the same time, it was a lot of fun trying. Hearing Justice howl he stopped to listen more carefully.   Fight training? Coran had to get there and hopefully first!  The young pup ran as fast as he could with youthful zeal imagining how great the lesson would be. The pale-colored young pup charged through the fog until he got to the group.  The mightiest of the fighters had arrived! “I made it mostly first!” Coran cheerfully announced, after all he envisioned a lot more wolves than the few here to be in the training with them.  This was going to be a great day. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think

Aoife was rolling around her father's paws swatting furiously at them in mock-attack when one of their pack members called out. She stopped, flat on her belly with her ears pricked up to listen. Oooooooh, a fight training. "Yaaaaaaas," she yipped, rolling up to her paws and charging towards the sound at full speed. She'd nearly caught up to Coran when she burst out of the mist and skidded to a stop in the middle of the group, tripped, rolled, and slammed into Caelia. "Oops!" She backed off a few steps and grinned up at the older female apologetically. "Sorry!" Her dad had been a bare few steps behind her, so she bounced back to throw herself against his forelegs like a cat, then sat down as attentively as she could manage.

Aurielle Adravendi

Justice’s howl rang out, and Aurielle had been slower to respond than normal. Ardyn had experienced a moment of extreme puppy brain, charging after a rabbit down its warren hole, and gotten his pudgy, growing body wedged tightly, firebrand tail lashing the air as he realized he was stuck. She’d had to dig him out. She finished dusting him off and trotted briskly toward the call, pausing as she caught a good look at Justice, and a good sniff. Hm. Ardyn bounced to sit beside his siblings and Aurielle took a moment to glance over the group that had gathered. Cairo hadn’t arrived yet, but she wasn’t surprised. He’d been a bit down since hearing about Lia’s disappearance. But he’d be along soon, she wagered. However he might feel, he wouldn’t miss training. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think

Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi

Alright, so, going after the rabbit had not been the most intelligent thing he’d ever done in his short life. It wasn’t the dumbest stunt he’d pulled – the bee hive ranked highest on the list – but it was still a little embarrassing. It took his mother twenty minutes to dig him free. He’d been unable to hear Justice’s call for a fighting training session, what with his head being wedged in the ground. So when his mother tugged him free of the widened hole and dusted him off, then set off at a brisk trot, he scampered after her, shaking off the last crumbs of soil. He was surprised when they entered the group, though he quickly pounced after his siblings, smiling up at Caelia and Domari, then at Justice as his rump plopped to the ground at his father’s large paws. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think

He’d been working through a funk, but he answered Justice’s call, though he was late to the gathering. He’d been on the opposite side of the moorland, working through his patrol. He trotted quickly, but he was definitely late. Not the best form for a Sentinel hopeful. He nudged his sister’s shoulder affectionately before he glanced at the others, nodding to Aurielle and Red, letting his haunches lower as he noted Domari looking less than chipper. Nolan wasn’t there, and a brief frown flickered over his features. Nolan wasn’t one to miss these things. He sat straighter, nodding to Justice in apology for his tardiness, ears curving toward her to see what she had in mind for today. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think