Sharpen Your Claws

Manea waited for the willing and able to arrive with Poe being the first. She grinned at his quip about playing rough with the other kids even without his sight and she couldn't help but chuckle at her dear cousin's enthusiasm. "I wouldn't dream of depriving you of some fun," she assured him. If this was a more serious fight they were going into with higher stakes on the line she might have reconsidered, but since this was an amicable fight for practice and strength building she didn't mind him jumping into the fray. Besides, she did think he stood a very good chance—even blind. Kichi followed shortly after and she gave a nod to the blue eyed young man, glad that he had decided to join in as well. Next came Imperia and Naráca, rounding out the last of the wolves she was expecting for this outing. She wasn't sure if Seraphina would have any interest in this sort of thing and she new for sure that Irilyth wouldn't. Avacyn and Saracyn weren't quite old enough to partake in this just yet, much to their dismay she was sure.

With her band assembled she looked at them with a grin. "Alastor and I went to speak with the king of a nearby pack that goes by Fenmyre. During our visit we arranged to have a raid against their fighters. It's a bit of practice for both of us. They are fairly new as far as packs go and as a new group ourselves it will be a good test of our ability to work together. Plus, the winner provides dinner for the other and who can say no to dinner on a tropical island?" She chuckled with a sly grin and then nodded to the camp behind them as she rose to her paws. "Gather any armor you may have and meet me back here."

Manea | Temno | Ciemny