breaking bones [Fight Training!]

The boy had been wrapped up in his thoughts since his sudden abandonment at the borders, both brooding and plotting. His pain had slowly progressed into new opportunity, after all he was no longer confined to the limits of his former sister?s ideal, no longer held back by the guilt at knowing his ultimate goal went against all she stood for. Hell even his ultimate goal had changed, he still wanted to achieve it naturally but he no longer stopped there. Oh no, one day he?s make his sister regret those words.
An unfamiliar call dragged Novocaine from his thoughts and the boy grunted grumpily. Rising reluctantly to his paws he left his den, following the summons. He arrived, a large group of wolves already gathered. Silently the boy settled himself in, waiting, plotting.