Don't Skip Leg Day!

Ace hadn't been to the battlefield in a hot minute, and while he didn't particularly feel like he needed to, he didn't want to slack in his fighting skills. He needed to keep in practice no matter what, because he was sure if he let himself slack, that would be the start of a failing fighting career so to speak. Not only that, but he needed to keep in shape. Even though the harsher climate of the North wasn't easy to live in and he was far from fat and lazy, he needed to remain on his toes and not grow lax. The pack had been quiet, and he figured after this, he'd go back home and practice with them. See where their skills were and see who was due for more training and everything in between. Which...he was sure that nearly everyone was due for training. A thought that irritated him but alas, he'd be doing things with a firmer paw in the coming weeks and after the raids if need be.

Dismissing everything else from his mind, he threw his head back and called for someone to join him, or...well...to fight him. Or join him, he was cool with whatever. Donning his tiger armor and stuff, he waited to see if anyone would show.