Her task had been fairly straightforward. Gather as much information as she could on the wolves of the Armada and begin strengthening the weak points. If they were going to tackle the pirates head on, then they'd need to be prepared. Well and good and prepared. She'd done what she could, squeezing in as many lessons as she could with anyone she could track down. The yearlings would need to be prepared to take on real posts as well, and Hazel had taken it upon herself to work that into their routine as well. It had gone as smoothly as she could have asked for. All that was left was to report back to Sirius.

She returns to speak to Sirius, full report prepared and ready. She'd dropped the necessary information off with Ruga, as well, hoping that this could jumpstart the process. Not that she wanted to overwhelm him, but being ready was better than... being... not ready. Right. She maybe didn't think that thought all the way through. Hazel moved to the Warlord's doorway, calling out for him softly. "Sirius, are you home?"

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The Warlord didn’t spend a great deal of time in his home. With the pups stretching their wings and spending so much time elsewhere, the place had an empty feel to it. Once, he would have assumed that at least his wife would always be nearby. But that was denied to the ageing Warlord.

It was luck that had him airing out some blankets when Hael dropped by. He was just about to head out the door with an armful when her voice broke the silence. He looked up, and smiled fondly at the woman beyond. “I am, just” he admitted, heading to the doorway. “What can I do for you?”

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Time was weird, something Hazel had long-since decided. Strange. All of it was strange. Even stranger... she'd just seen Zoey for the first time since they were kids. Two year olds, the both of them, though in vastly different stages of life already. Hazel was taking on more responsibility as the days went by, stepping up to the plate as best she could. Zoey had found herself among the Stargazers, a healer in service to Celeste. Heck, Celeste wasn't even that much older than they were. It was such a concept, such a wild thought. In all things, time marched on.

"Here, let me help," Hazel stepped up to the Warlord's side, offering to take some of the blankets. Many hands made light work, and they could walk and talk. "I did what you asked. I gathered you a list of those that need more training, and I've been working with them whenever I can." She explained, eager to let Sirius know that she'd at least started on her task. It would take more time to get everyone's skills up, but she'd at least started. "I've been focusing especially on the yearlings, and the newer members of the pack." That had been her approach to things.

"One of Aris's pups, Tethys, seems to want to step up and learn more too." Hazel mentioned with a smile. That particular pup was one she'd taken a shine to, and for good reason. The girl was bold, and Hazel couldn't help but see some of herself in the child. "She even came with me to help the Stargazers hunt."

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Sirius didn’t protest as Hazel stepped in to help. He unloaded some of his children's blankets onto her, listening as she explained what she had been up to. “That’s perfect, Hazel” He said, eager to get his paws on that list. He had learned the importance of regulating jobs, and knew that keeping an eye on the progress of every single wolf in his pack would take more time then he had. He was glad Hazel had taken to the task.

“Sounds like you might have an apprentice before you know it” He teased as he manoeuvred his way out the door. Aris’s pups hadn’t been a quiet sort so far, and he was glad to hear that one of them was starting to look into training. “Alright, let's hear what you have” He said as he freed his arms of the blankets of the blankets. Hanging them over an edge so the wind could sweep through them.


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Taking half of the stack of blankets and helping the Warlord lay them down to air out, Hazel was genuinely happy to help. He'd done so much over the years, it seemed like the little things were what she could give back. Helping him with blankets, running errands for Halo, doing the little things for the family that had adopted her with open arms when she could barely fend for herself. She does things like this because she loves them, you know?

"I hope so," she admitted. Though Sirius's tone had been teasing, Hazel found herself genuinely enjoying the time she'd spent teaching. The pups weren't her primary focus right now, but they were so much fun. She'd really taken a shine to working with the children, more than she ever thought she would or could. "I have the equipment list for Ruga here, if you want to add anything to it." She inclined her head to the basket that Halo had sent her up with, filled with various crafting materials from the garden, some soap, and the list scrawled on the leaf of a large plant she didn't recognize. "He's my next stop, and Halo asked me to bring more stuff to him on the way."

"As for lessons, I worked with Gabriel some, we talked about fighting when you're at a size or weight disadvantage. I took Charlie on market patrol and we talked about how to look for threats we might need to neutralize. I took some time to talk to Grimoire about choosing a path, he has some fighting skill but he hasn't chosen a rank yet." Hazel mentally went over the list of things she'd done with them. "And I did a lesson with Charlie, Dread, and Andy, we talked about how to reflect on your past fights to do better in the next ones." That was perhaps the most important thing that Hazel had learned for herself.

"Every fighter tier three and above has mastered both of their skills, and so has Andy. Malachai and Aris are both close to mastering fighting, and Gabriel still has a ways to go. As for the lower tier ranks, particularly the pups, everyone still needs some work." Hazel admits with a soft nod. "I've started where I can, when I'm not on patrol. Is there anyone you'd like me to focus on?" She's worried that she's not doing enough, that she's not living up to his standards. Hazel asks her question in earnest-- she's still a child doing her best to prove herself. A child. An anxious child's heart in the body of a young woman. She's doing her best.

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“Well, you have my blessing” He assured her. If she wanted to take Tethys on as an apprentice, it was well within her right. As she indicated a list, he stopped and looked it over. Reading the names indicated there. There was definitely some room for improvement to be made there. Especially if they were to take on the Pirates in the near future.

“I see you’ve been extremely busy” He said as she went over the wolves she’d been working with recently. He felt his eyes moving to hers, and his expression softened with fondness. She had come so far, and grown so much. She had gotten over the hurtle the beast that sired her had thrown her. For a time there, he had been worried her spark would fade, but it had returned tenfold. It was clear her ambitions and energy were put towards this pack. “Well, General, it sounds like your energy would best be put towards the younger wolves for the moment. I also want to put together a rotation for Raids, I’ve been thinking about going after the Pirates for some time.”

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