We are the future

Natha listened attentively as Tamsyn started the meeting and she nodded her approval as Tamsyn lead them off somewhere else to train. The majority of Armada training was done within the packlands which was all well and good but it would indeed be helpful to have experience fighting in other terrains in the case of raids. Tamysn said as much as she continued. As they were sent on their way Natha immediately scaled the nearest tree. Scrambling along a branch she scouted from her perch to get a view of the terrain around. She wrinkled her nose as she eyed the muck. She almost didn't want to say anything as she was certain Tamsyn was going to make her fight in it. Natha could certainly fight in mud if she really honestly had to but she'd rather try to lure a wolf up a tree. Enough of them were getting claws now. Still, she wouldn't lie to Tamsyn over something so silly so with a deep breath she let out one last sigh.

"Personally, I'm not fond of fighting in the mud and the gunk. I rely on my speed in fights and mud will slow you down and could even trap you if you get in to deep."