ALL THOSE INTERESTED IN BATTLE TRAINING NEED TO POST BY AUGUST 12TH OR FACE THE RATHER OF CAT XD

The meeting had been an entertaining one. Kylar had been in quite a mood and challenged the man that wished to take secondary. A smirk would grace her dark lips as dark amusement slide over her face. She had been promoted to lead warrior, so she was now in charge of training the other useless wolves that were below her. Only time would tell how long it would last before she craved more. Paws pressed into the earth, bringing her to a large clearing settled in the heart of the plains. Her tail swayed at her hocks, coral pools surveying the land. This would be the place for the first battle training. She would take a moment to collect herself before allowing her head to tip back. A powerful call left her throat, resonating around her as she summoned those who wished to participate in the training. As her call came to an end, haunches would recline towards the earth, her posture regal as her tail curled around her hips. Her face was void of any true emotion, though something dark brewed beneath the surface, desperate to escape. Audits would twitch, listening for the sounds of someones approach. Their timely arrival would dictate how well this meeting would go. Her silver chest rose and fell with steady breathes, the afternoon sun beating down on her back. Anticipation settled in her belly, the familiar pull of power coursed through her veins, however it wasn't the high she was looking for. It wasn't enough. WORDS HERE

A call reached Cascade's mismatched ears and she pricked them toward the sound in curiosity. She was at a bit of a loss as to what to do with herself here - the last she had been in a pack she had been barely out of the nursery den and while unlike her siblings she'd never lost the sheen of civilization, she didn't really know what was expected of a pack wolf either. This, at least, was obviously a demand to attend training, and the young wolf was happy to oblige. She didn't even really know if she'd been expected, being as she was ranked a messenger and not a warrior, but frankly she wouldn't be able to pass up this chance even if she didn't have to do it. She didn't want to prove a disappointment to Neios if... when he returned.

She meandered in toward the origin of the call, eager but not rushing, so she was surprised to see that she was the first one to appear. Well, first other than the woman she assumed had loosed the call, the pale female with the dot-like markings on her face who had accompanied the handsome giant in the pack meeting. "Hello," she greeted politely, dark tail giving a friendly wag. "Rather quiet here, is it not?" She didn't know where anyone else was - she had thought there were many wolves in the pack when she'd wandered into the meeting.

The time for training had come, and he would not disappoint after all. Ubivat would steadily make his way over, and only two would be there. The one who had called the meeting and another. How pathetic, but he was sure the others would dish out punishment as he saw fit or as they saw fit. His tail flicked back and forth, as he settled himself a little ways away from Cascade. For he didn't wish to interact unless he was spoken to. They were his inferior's at the moment, but it didn't mean he had any right to disrespect them in anyway. "Greetings" he greeted to Cata with no expression on his face. Vaguely remembering the man who challenged him for sub alpha had been her mate. Yet this world was a dog eat world, if you didn't prove you were strong you had no right to say you were. Speech,