TO BE THE MISTAKE YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT // defense training

[glow=white,1,400]LOOK INTO MY EYES, WE ARE NOT THE SAME ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

There had been plenty of battle training before the raid with The Pitt happened, and although what Vigenere had today was somewhat familiar, the savannah was planning on focusing on mental torture for this session. Silent had proven that physical torture wasn't priority to The Pitt (or him personally, Vigenere wasn't sure which).

"Tanglers!" Vigenere called out to his clanmates, taking a seat in front of the statue; to show that this was at least semi-important. "We're going to have a bit of defense training today, alright? I want to make sure you all are prepared in case anything happens, whether it be from The Pitt or another enemy lurking nearby."[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

At the call that came from Vigenere, Nicabar pushed himself up and forward, meeting the older male near the statue. He knew that the Pitt could attack at any moment once more, thinking they were in a weaker state now, but he could hope that it wouldn't come to it. With Delilah dead it would be hard to practice fighting and tactics, considering if someone did get themselves hurt, they were all stuck running around trying to figure out what to do.

For now, Nicabar would keep his mouth shut. Vigenere knew what he was doing, he was the leader. Maybe they had enough members around that knew enough about herbs and healing in general to fix anything that could come their way. "speech"