The Warlord led his lost lamb into the Armada territory. Grim had the intention of becoming a warrior - and the Warlord was a wolf who knew how to shape his people into becoming so. He would ensure his training was diverse, he had others to help teach the boy as well. Give him experience with different heights and tactics. He paused just after crossing the border, and raised a paw forward, encompassing the whole of the pack.

“This is the Armada, you will find my pack code on the Obelisk, and you can choose an empty den to call your own, or we can dig another out for you. Supplies will be provided for you, and your training will commence at dawn.” he explained as he walked the younger wolf towards the center of his pack. The tall grasses folded beneath the titan Warlord.

“Any questions?’ he asked, looking back at the other wolf.

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Grimshaw followed after the other, larger man as he lead the way quietly. When they finally arrived, Grimshaw stood beside the man and looked around as he spoke. He hadn't a clue what an obelisk was, but sooner or later he'd figure it out so he saved the stupid question and offered a slight nod as the man finished the instructions. Training would start at dawn, and that was really his only question. He was smart enough to figure it out from here, as far as finding or digging his own den and settling in for the remainder of the evening. He would need a meal too, and that he was sure he could find on his own as well. The only thing he wasn't certain about however, was where exactly the training would be. He would rather know where to and to be early rather than waiting until he was called on.

"Where will training be at?" He asked, turning his silver gaze towards Sirius. He intended on being not just a good student, but perhaps the best student Sirius had ever had.

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Sirius nodded his head in approval at the commitment Grimshaw showed with the question. For a wolf that had been willing to toss it all away, he had taken this idea, seized it with both paws. He would learn to be a warrior. That was the kind of dedication Sirius liked to work with.

‘I will fetch you at dawn. If you wish to make any preparations before then, stretch. A limber body moves easier than a stiff one.” He instructed. He looked the boy up and down “See to your armor as well, and if you need anything more to outfit you, we can look into it after the day's training.” He was a wolf of the Armada now, he would be given the tools he needed he thrive.

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Dawn. He had until dawn to wait. He wasn't too sure how he would sleep tonight, either well from a lack of or terrible from excitement. He wanted it to already be dawn, to be making his way to training now. Unfortunately for him, there would have to be a couple of hours of sleep or irritation before that would happen. Grimshaw offered a nod to Sirius, agreeing that stretching would be the best course of action between now and then. He would be certain to do plenty of it, both tonight and in the morning. Perhaps even in between too, should sleep prove to be lacking.

He was about to head off and find himself a den, or hell, maybe he could dig himself one tonight. Probably not a good idea, not if he wanted to be ready for the morning. With or without sleep, digging a den tonight didn't seem like the smartest decision. As he took a few steps forward, he turned his head back to Sirius enough to see him from one, molten silver eye. "Thank you, Sirius." The corner of his lip picked up a bit, showing only the tip of his longest canine. Smiles from the young man were rare, but often well deserved.

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The Warlord turned to leave, but a soft word stopped him.he turned back to Grimshaw, and found the partial smile on his lips, the thanks quiet in the air between them, “Welcome to the Armada, son. Buckle up, we’ll make a warrior out of you.” he promised. His voice at first stern, but then he grinned, winking at the other before turning and trotting away.

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Dawn always took its time to crawl across the sky, and Sirius could at last push away his restless sleep and rise. Falling into his stretches, before making his way to the den he had left the boy the night before. Today, would begin his training. “Rise and shine!” he called out as he reached the den.


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To say he was up early was an understatement. Grimshaw actually had a hard time settling down into anything longer than a half hour nap or so a few times during the night. A combination of nerves, excitement, and anxiety tugged at his mind as well as the ever looming cloud of depression that never went far. He was resting, although awake, on a fur when he heard Sirius call from the mouth of the den he'd chosen. Quickly he rose and dressed himself in his armor. Pulling the bracers upon each foreleg and slipping his head into the neck sleeve, he was quick to meet Sirius outside within moments of his call.

Grimshaw couldn't say he'd waited his entire life for this. In fact, until just a few hours before, he wasn't sure what he wanted besides for everything to end. All he could say was that he appreciated the opportunity and intended on doing his best, not only to make him proud, but Resin too. "Good morning." He offered a weak, but still friendly smile to the older man and waited to see what the plans were for his training this morning.

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Grimshaw was out in a moment, telling Sirius the other wolf had been ready for his call. Excitement, or nervous? Only time would tell how the boy held together. “Good morning, Grimshaw” he returned, before leading the boy down to the beach. It was always his favourite place to come for training.

He stopped them before the barracks, which stood as the central point to all their training areas. “Alright, first, let's see how your forms stand. See that training dummy? I want you to treat it as a real opponent. Decide what stance, tactic, approach you wish to go with, and execute it.” he ordered, indicating for the other wolf to step forward.

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Excitement or nervousness was actually a good question. A little bit of both, actually, but he’d never admit to the latter. Excited, though? Definitely. If anything, the nervousness wasn’t anything more than it sounded. He was just a little anxious for the training today, but not debilitating. He was excited more than anything.

Sirius greeted him in the same manner before they were off towards the training grounds and it wouldn’t be long before he’s lesson would start. When they arrived, and they approached the dummies, Grimshaw listened closely to the instruction of the older man and nodded once.

Molten silver eyes focused on the dummy before him, his body moving into a stance to launch. Since this was in fact a dummy, it would be pointless to wait for it to come to him or even change position once he rushed up on it. Of course, he still had to treat it as if it was an actual opponent, but there was only so much that could be done with an inanimate object.

As his body lowered and his shoulders rolled, his rear paws dug deep into the sand of the training ring and a moment later he was off, rushing towards the dummy with every intention of faking the dummy. It was something he’d seen one of the older boys do in the group he ran with and what better time to try it than on something that couldn’t bite or fight back.

He quickly closed the distance between him and the dummy, charging straight for it only to suddenly skid across the sand, sending the sharp dust into the ‘eyes’ of his opponent as his body spun partly until his right side was exposed to the dummy. With the sand and lack of movement from his opponent, he flagged his tail sharply as he turned to send the sand up into the dummy’s face. Using his tail as the rutter it’s meant to be, it allowed him to quickly shift his weight and turn down the right side of his opponent, only to rise up and attack from behind, grabbing the shoulder of the dummy before using his weight to crash down on top of it.


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