Pre-Party Rumble [Valhallan Fighters]

She had to admit, there was a part of her that felt a bit of excitement for what she was planning today. After her extensive talk with Torin – from trade, to talk about Aryn, to planning inter-pack activities – this one had the most benefit for both packs. It was a chance to really practice how to defend their borders from raiders, and a chance to see how they, Valhalla, would fare as the raiders, for once.

This was a definitive step forward in her plans for Valhalla’s future, and it would be practice for the real thing. She’d briefed Justice upon her return from Lirim – a trip that had been much more comfortable without dragging the sled behind her.

She’d given it a few days, both to rest herself, and to let the bruises from her run-in with the bear heal up. Domari would have needed the rest as well, as he’d taken at least one hit. Now, she was ready. It was time for a group training session wit the whole pack.

This one would be the first, and she already sat on the boulder, surveying the spot that had once been a cleared ground for meetings. It was now littered with piles of small boulders, logs, piles of round pebbles, mud that Loshir and Ayodele were working up into an excellent muck, slippery and mixed with surprises like more rocks, twigs, sticks and other various refuse. Her father had told her about Gwen doing something similar, and now, it was Aurielle’s turn to try it.

She drew in a deep breath and let it out, flexing her toes, the claws of her bracers scraping the stone. Cairo had presented her with this set, and she had to admit, she quite liked them. She bore her torso armor as well, mane braided and tucked away under the neck-guard, out of reach of grabbing jaws.

After a last look around at the obstacle-riddled meeting floor, she sighed, tilted her head back and called for the fighters of the pack, though it was an open-ended invitation. There was a challenge in her tone, and as she let her muzzle drop, Loshir and Ayodele joined her on the boulder, the black mountain cat giving his paws a disgruntled shake to send mud flying.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think