I am the Reaper and death is my shadow

Ears perked as the reason for the meeting was laid out. Her mother was given a promotion to warrior trainer and she grinned, knowing that it would make the older wolf happy. Resin was a wolf that needed something to do. This would keep her paws full. Plus, by training, she would be able to sit still, resting her injuries, while instructing others in the art of fighting. It was an ideal situation and she would have to praise Sirius for his decision later.

Once there was a lull in the conversation, the small healer raised her voice so that all might hear. "In addition to warrior training, I will be offering additional training to others for the position of battle medic. Training in healing wounds right on the edges of the battlefield. You can find me at the healing cottage." Nodding to Sirius and Zee, she shot them a wink. This practice raid would do well for all of them. It would prepare them. They would be forced to work together and become a cohesive team. Each would be a well oiled cog in the machine that was the Armada before the end. Each would have their place.