Idols And Anchors [Fight Training]
07-10-2017, 09:30 AM
ooc: So this is just training for fledglings, though anyone else is welcome to attend if you want. First round is due July 20th! There will be no sparring with the upcoming raid, just a quick thread for skill points (if we can get that far in rounds) and so the apprentices will have some knowledge before the raid starts.
Kharnage was getting more than a bit antsy as spring progressed. Surely Dragon would be calling them all together to leave soon. Hopefully Gryphon hadn't managed to make him change his mind about raiding? He didn't think so, but it was always so hard to tell. At least enough members had still been interested at the meeting. Maybe ten or so? That was certainly more than enough for a raiding party. He wanted to go already and kick some ass. It was really his main motivation with the supplies for Talis being his second. Then of course it brought on the thought, how prepared were the fledglings? He knew some of them were two years old now, old enough to take a rank, and yet their lack of training prevented them. Part of that had been his fault. He had been assigned Greed, and yet he'd forgotten all about training the kid. Whoops. He felt a fair amount of guilt for it, but Kharn had done alright without a mentor for the longest time. He'd figured things out on his own. Still now was his time to make up for it. He found a relatively dry and flat spot. Most of the grass here was dead and flat so it would allow a comfortable spot to sit. He let loose a howl summoning the pack. Sparring had been an entertaining thought, but he figured that beating each other up would ruin the raid for some. No use going into a serious battle with other wounds from previous fights. No, today would just be going over the basics. Defenses and where to attack mattered and maybe, just maybe, he could give some good tips on where to maim a wolf at if it boiled down to it. Walk, "Talk" Think |
07-10-2017, 11:22 PM
Faine had always found herself with somebody, and she was almost never alone. What was nice was that when she was with somebody she was usually with a member of her own pack too. Her travels to go scout out the lands of Auster had been rather unsuccessful, finding just barely a few herbs here and there and it was disappointing to her. She had left it at that and had found herself waiting around for Dragon to call for the raid. She had decided that now was the time to stick to herself and prepare herself for such circumstances. She had organized her small herb stock as best as she could, keeping it neat and such so she could take them to the raid for those who would return wounded. She had trained herself to get enough rest and to take care of her body in case she needed to rush into battle. Speaking of battle, she didn’t really know much about that stuff. She had the natural instinct of a predator to fight, to sink her teeth into flesh, but she knew that there were probably strategies out there that could help her out either way. Her body was not one for battle, she was a fast wolf. If she had not been a healer she would have made out to be a great huntress, which she was sharpening her skills at anyways. Yet, she was sure that even a thin wolf like her could probably take a wolf down if she tried hard enough? Right? She knew that Dragon must know about battle, but she decided not to bother him because he was probably busy. Kharnage was a rather large brute, and from what she had learned Fern was also a fighter. Some other wolves said they would fight in the raid, but really Kharn was the one she was closest too. Hopefully, he wouldn’t mind if she asked, right? She flicked her tail and left her den, nose twitching to go find the male and easily finding him. A playful smirk on her face, “We meet again, knight in dark armor,” she teased. “Wanna teach me how to fight?” she asked as she trotted up to him and stretched, readying her muscles for some nice exercise if he agreed. Walk, "Talk" Think |
ᴏʜ, ᴡᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴏᴄᴋ ᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋᴇʏ.