Sharpen Your Claws

The meeting with Chimera was certainly an eventful and productive one and their first order of business after getting back to the grove that they were at least temporarily calling home was to share a plan that they had made during that meeting with the rest of the band. She walked to the middle of their campsite and lifted her head to call for those of the band that might be interested in a fight. If there was one thing she knew about her family members it was that all of them enjoyed a bit of bloodshed from time to time and while this wouldn't be a mean spirited fight she was certain there would still be a few bites and swipes of claws exchanged all the same. It had been ages since she had a decent fight so she was eager to do just that and give them all a chance to train—and get a better feel of where her members really were in their progress. She glanced over to Alastor beside her with a grin, brushing his hip with her tail before settling back on her haunches to wait for the others.

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