Preparation - open/sparring + war paint

[Morgan]

Morgan stared off into the sea as the evening sunlight danced across its deep blue waves. On the coast there was a sort of peace the samoyed could not find it in himself to describe; it was home to him, but there was something more to it. Regardless of his feelings, the dog turned around to look inland. He had previously announced that some sort of Lunar Festival event was to be held at the shore near his cave, but he did not say what it would entail. He hoped that some interested Tanglers would arrive, though whether they'd actually want to fight or not was uncertain.

In his loudest bark, Morgan shouted, "Fellow Tanglers, today we will be sparring!" He looked around, hoping his various creations would at least get someone's attention if his voice did not. All around him were some ice sculptures of various Tanglers, all crude but still recognizable. "For upcoming raids - or if we ever need to defend our home and our comrades - we will need to train!" The dog took a breath before finishing up his yelling. "There's target practice too, in case you need it! And..." He nudged open a nearby crate, which revealed some dyes and paint. "... I brought some paint, too, so we can paint or camouflage ourselves." There were plenty of options for any willing Tanglers, which Morgan had made sure of; he wanted it to be enough stuff for anyone to join in regardless of skill level or recency.