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Plague made his way out into the training area for the pack with his snow leopards following closely behind, his armor in place and a determined look in his eye. He had been helping some of the pups train here and there whenever he would catch them at the training area, but he wanted to do something more purposeful today. He had a few plans, but he hadn't decided on one thing in particular just yet. He'd wait and see who showed first and then tailor the activities to fit them. He stood in the middle of one of the sectioned off sparring areas, lifting his head to howl for anyone and everyone who wished to attend. He assumed pups would be the most interested, but if some of the other adults wished to join in he certainly wouldn't send them away. She settled back onto his haunches, watching the trees that faced the rest of the pack lands expectantly while Viridis and Procella laid near by, for once behaving instead of climbing all over one another.

Plague | Viridis | Procella