Pull the Sails, Swab the Decks, Flex your Muscles!

They were making the preparations of a raid. They were headed to Auster for sure. She needed to whip her sins into shape if they stood any chance of winning. Though, if they lost then it would at least be good to show them what happens when they aren't absolute beefcakes. Sparrow figured she'd give them one more chance to work out before they set sail for the far castles and mansions of the Auster packs. She called any pirates that might be around, Friar and Pongalo waiting with their best mean faces on. Friar had found a particularly pointy stick that he wanted to chase some wolf around with. IT was time for torture training!