Fight Me Like A Real Man…. Uh Wolf!

He stood on the beach, looking out at the water. Even though he knew they should be working on a permanent bridge to the mainland so they wouldn’t have to swim so much, there was a different itch in him that he needed to scratch. Summer had come to a close quickly and brought with it a chilly breeze that made his bones ache more than usual. And what better way to combat achiness than with exercise. More than just that, fight training. So the Raid King lifted his muzzle to the sky, his yellow eyes closed for a moment as he released a call. Anyone was welcome to join. Whether it be a one on one or a group training, he would adjust his plan accordingly.

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