a new place to get a lil bruised

"That probably sucked hard."

Wren frowned at Mak's admission she had allergies. She never really met a wolf who did but was glad that the north was doing so well for her. The idea of a pit filled with spikes at the bottom caused her to second-guess, but Mak seemed to voice that before her. She chuckled, agreeing with the assessment. It would be bad for someone to fall in.

"Yeah, they'd probably chew you out for that... And me, for giving you the idea." Wren continued to make the training dummies. Once she finished with them, she'd prop them up using her own sticks. Maybe if she found paint or something, she could draw some scary faces on them? That'd be amusing, and it'd egg others on.

"Speech"
2/3 - craft training dummies for fight practice