If you can dodge a wrench...

Her offer to Ophelia to join in on a training session with Artorias had slowly gathered interest and by the time she she actually had a moment to prep for it ended up more like a pack wide fighting lesson. She wasn't going to call for everyone, but anyone that wanted to join in could. Maybe it would be even better this way. Ophelia would get even more of a chance to get out and interact more and all the attention wouldn't be right on her. She, Artorias, and Lia spent the morning prepping a few of the sparring areas in the sandy Sea's Plain by the barracks and once everything was ready she grinned and stepped away from them closer to the edge of the grassy plains so perhaps the wolves that gathered wouldn't notice everything they had planned just yet.

She lifted her head and howled for anyone that might be interested in training with them, but especially for Ophelia and Gossamer since she knew they had been interested in it to begin with. She kind of hoped some others would show up as well since it would be even more interesting with more participants. Briar settled onto her haunches between Artorias and Lia, leaning into Art's side happily. As much as she wanted to hide away with him for the last few days of his time here in the Armada, she felt like it was only right to follow through on her promise of holding this training with him and to give him even more opportunities to get to know her family before he left. This was also a good chance for them to get their minds off of the trouble that had happened with their supply stores and do something at least a little more fun.

"Briar Zeitgeist Fatalis"