The Warlord gave Bronze a night to settle in. After seeing him and Silent off the day before, he had given them a basic entry kit. Some skins, and food for the night. As morning began the next day, he made his way through his patrols, before heading towards the Obelisk. Looking up at the familiar landmark, before lifting his head a little higher and howling for one of the newest Armada wolves.

Today, he would give Bronze a proper tour, and assess his skills so he would know where to start with his training. For Silent, Sirius had told Halo of the newest recruit. The lead healer would show her the ropes and do some assessing of her own. He trusted her opinion.


"Sirius Fatalis"

A single night to settle in before getting right into training was hardly enough, not that Bronze would express that opinion. The Armada ruler had a serious air about him that Bronze respected, and he had no doubt that it took such commitment to duty to keep a pack structured and running the way the Armada seemed to be.
Though he didn't blame him for calling for him so promptly, Bronze couldn't help but worry he wouldn't make a good impression so quickly. It didn't matter though - there wasn't any backing out now, not when this was something he wanted and was determined to make work.

He'd spent the briefest time this morning getting used to the lands surrounding the makeshift den he and Silent had shared the night before. Upon hearing Sirius's call he headed straight toward him, giving a low dip of his head once the older male came into view. "Morning," he greeted him. Small talk wasn't his biggest strength and he fumbled over his words just slightly. "Thank you again, for giving us a chance here." He knew he wouldn't disappoint, he was just worried about making a bad impression in the meantime.

His newest wolf was quick to arrive, and the Warlord returned the greeting. Nodding his own head towards the shorter wolf. “Good morning” he said, voice gentle. He knew there was a lot for Bronze to adjust to. A routine would help a lot with that. Or so the Warlord believed.

“Of course, you are both good additions to the pack” He assured Bronze. “I’ll show you the way to the training room, do you have any battle gear of your own? If you don’t, you can pick out some things from the packs supply.” He suggested, happy to outfit the man before they began. As he spoke, he began to walk. Leading the way towards the elevated den that they used for most of their training.


"Sirius Fatalis"

The idea of a routine definitely appealed to him, and already Bronze was beginning to see what life in the Armada might look like. At least what he imagined it could look like. Training certainly fit into that vision of his future, though he was less clear on the finer details of that.

For instance, he'd never imagined having access to battle gear. Not when so much of his life was spent on the monotony of day-to-day survival. He shook his head in response to Sirius's question. "I don't," he answered simply. He was amazed that there was an actual supply of gear for this sort of thing amassed here, though he supposed that spoke to what sort of pack the Armada was. An efficient one, no doubt. "Thank you," he added, trailing after him gladly.

The Warlord nodded his head thoughtfully. Bronze didn’t have anything of his own, and Sirius would need to rectify that. As they made their way to the training grounds - a cave, slightly elevated, that opened up into a large space. Lit with sconce that littered the walls. To one side was a table with a skin placed over the contents. To protect them from dust.

He pulled away the skin and displayed an array of supplies beneath. Some basic armour pieces, and an assortment of weapons. Some daggers that slid into bracers, claw tips, that sort of thing. “Take your pick, and I’lll speak to the blacksmith later and get something sized for you specifically.” He promised. Whatever bronze picked, is what Sirius would base the gift off. He settled down on his hunches, patient, and prepared to give Bronze time to sort through the supplies.


"Sirius Fatalis"

Bronze had an air of cautiousness about him as they entered the armory. He had no reason to distrust Sirius or anyone within the Armada but he was rightfully wary. He'd been on his own for so long that relying on others for.. well, anything, felt strange to him. Like there had be some kind of catch. But continually he saw that there was none. He wondered if he might ever get over that feeling of things being too good to be true though he supposed only time would tell.

He was slow and deliberate as he rifled through the supplies offered. He wouldn't pick something over the top, that wasn't really his style. Sapphire gaze drifted over some crudely made armor before he settled on something that looked useful - a pair of hide bracers, dyed black with gold adornments that matched his own gold markings. Oddly fitting, though he knew it was merely a coincidence. "I'd like to try these, I think," he suggested, casting a glance to Sirius for approval.

The Warlord watched as Bronze made his way to the supplies and had a look around. After some digging, he pulled out a pair of bracers that could almost have been said to be made for the man. “Good choice” He said approvingly, moving forward to help Bronze clasp them over his forepaws. “Let’s start with a warm-up spar, and you get accustomed to the weight of them” He suggested, looking critically as Bronze with his new armour piece.

The gold was the same tone as the hoops in his ear as well, and the Warlord filed away the knowledge that Bronze coordinated his colour scheme in his considerations. If he was to fix the wolf up with an offensive weapon, it would be important to remember that.

He made his way to one of the rings in the centre of the room, and waited for the other wolf to join him.


"Sirius Fatalis"

Bronze welcomed the assistance in fastening them, noting the weight on his forelimbs definitely felt unusual to him. It'd take some getting used to for sure, and Sirius noted the same thing. Bronze nodded in agreement. It was time for them to spar now, something he was ready for but still worried about. He'd survived just fine on his own before coming here; he didn't doubt his own skills in the slightest. But in a more structured setting like this, he wasn't sure how he'd do.

Well, there was no time like the present to see.

Bronze joined him and immediately settled into a more defensive posture. Sirius was much larger and heavier than him, something Bronze wasn't quite sure how to deal with. He'd have to be clever if he wanted to outmatch Sirius's brute strength. Keeping his weight eventually distributed, he sized up his opponent for a long while before springing to action. Kicking off hard with all his weight, he charged Sirius head-on before ducking to his own left and aiming to run his shoulder into the larger male's. He knew the force wouldn't be enough to topple him over but it was a start. As they collided, his jaws parted and he aimed a bite to the side of Sirius's shoulder.

Bronze vs Sirius for Spar
Round 1 / ?
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather foreleg bracers
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Novice Hunter

They settled across from each other, and he watched Bronze settle into his defensive posture. Noting what parts of the pose seemed familiar to his pupil’s body. He sunk into his own form and began to pace. He liked to start moving and keep moving in a spar. It took a moment for the spar to start, and he knew Bronze was taking his measure, even as he did the same.

When Bronze moved, he did so suddenly. The Warlord braced, and then the weight of the other wolf was on him. Colluding with his shoulder. The Warlord took the hit, and once their weight was connected, he raised a forepaw. Extending his cat-like claws as he attempted to jam them down on the other wolf's paw. At the same time, he turned his mouth in an attempt to grab just under Bronze’s ear.


"Sirius Fatalis"

Sirius vs Bronze for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Front leg bracers with knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Back leg bracers
Companion 1: Black Vulture, Male - Battle - Boosted
Companion 2: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle - Boosted
*Companion 3: Spectacled bear, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Fangs - Offensive
Mutation 3: Thicker fur - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Bloodletter

The older male moved fluidly, with much more expertise than Bronze had, which wasn't surprising but still made him insecure about his next move. Surely Sirius didn't expect perfection, but falling too short wouldn't leave a good impression either. The larger male took the impact of his blow with ease, hardly swaying as they collided. Sirius lifted a paw to slam it down on his own, something Bronze didn't expect and didn't manage to pull away from.

His attack also landed on the side of his face where his cheek and ear met. Instead of trying to wriggle free, knowing how devastating such an injury could be if he pulled away from it, instead he clenched his jaw tight and tried to withstand the bite. As he did so he tried to kick off hard with his back legs, hoping to push into the attack rather than away from it, hoping it might offset Sirius's balance even slightly.

Bronze vs Sirius for Spar
Round 2 / 2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather foreleg bracers
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Novice Hunter

His attacks landed, and he felt the tension in Bronze’s jaw as he took the hit. The Warlord was careful, however. He did nothing more than graze the boy’s skin as they fought. Before he could push the onslaught, he felt Bronze push suddenly into him. Instead of trying to pull away. It was enough to put Sirius on the defensive, releasing the grip of his teeth as he shifted his balance to compensate.

Once he had done so, he pulled suddenly away, hoping to cause Bronze to stumble with the sudden change in pressure. If he did so, then Sirius would also attempt to hook a paw behind Brone’s foreleg and pull his balance apart even further.



"Sirius Fatalis"

Sirius vs Bronze for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Front leg bracers with knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Back leg bracers
Companion 1: Black Vulture, Male - Battle - Boosted
Companion 2: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle - Boosted
*Companion 3: Spectacled bear, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Cat claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Fangs - Offensive
Mutation 3: Thicker fur - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Bloodletter

And the winner is...

Bronze

Sirius must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Sirius : Attack Roll: 19 Defense Roll: 24 Agility Roll: 38 Perception Roll: 41 Total: 122 Attack[19] + 115% Bonus[21.85]: 40.85 Defense[24] + 20% Bonus[4.80]: 28.80 Agility[38] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 38.00 Perception[41] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 41.00 Total[148.65] + 40% Bonus[59.46]: 208.11 Bronze : Attack Roll: 94 Defense Roll: 90 Agility Roll: 80 Perception Roll: 19 Total: 283 Attack[94] + 5% Bonus[4.70]: 98.70 Defense[90] + 20% Bonus[18.00]: 108.00 Agility[80] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 80.00 Perception[19] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 19.00 Total[305.70] + 15% Bonus[45.85]: 351.56