When It All Shifts Red [Fight Training]

They were about to start practice by running through some scenarios when a familiar, green-eyed man arrived. She remembered him from their race. "Hey there! How's it going? You're welcome to join us if you like." As much fun as it was to train with Tahmores, they trained with each other all the time and it was fun to get different perspectives and spar different wolves. Speaking of different wolves. Two yearling girls arrived and voiced their interest in joining.

"Sure, the more the merrier! We were just going to run through a few fight scenarios and then maybe do some sparring. There's not much time to think during a spar so we run through scenarios to figure out what we'd do in a situation and practice it so the muscle memory is there. Here, I'll show you." She faced off against Tahmores. "Let's say your opponent is coming at you and they slip to the side and go for your thigh. How do you respond?" She demonstrated, darting forward toward Tahmores then slipping to his left, she skidded to a halt, jaws poised to latch onto his thigh but she stopped and looked at the group. "Now we run through ideas. What should Tahmores do? Anyone want to share?"