combat prep [★] WE'RE NOT GONNA TAKE IT

[Tena M.]

Tena Moonspinner —
The petite Demdji could not deny her eagerness to take down the Pitt.  Hatred burned alive in her soul at the thought of a group corrupting these lands with a vile practice such as slavery.  For forcing anyone to grow up the way she and her brother did.  She kept that to herself, though she knew the brother in question and Lavi knew of her personal vendetta... As for Elysium... They weren't going to let the burning of their Observatory go unpunished.

She wanted to make sure those who could fight felt ready though.  She didn't want Elysium to suffer.  They can do this... We can do this.  For she planned on being one of the first to charge in.  And she had a specific target already in mind.

In hopes of assessing readiness and simply just preparing, the sand cat set up a station on the field.  Wide open.  Plenty of room.  With some assistance, she set up a few straw training dummies, as well as a ring for active sparring.  For those more medically inclined, she decided to offer some empty, small satchels, perfect for carrying some basic first aid supplies, should they choose to accompany them on the field.  Tena felt it beat to let then decide the specifics of that however, considering she hardly knew a thing about herbs.

When the magna felt relatively satisfied, the sun was almost midway to the center of the sky.  Good thing I started early.

Since she hardly expected to be heard from the middle of the field, she simply sent a few NPCs out to spread word about the combat training and where to go.  Let's see what we got.

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[arcy]

Strange to think that the Pitt has been causing trouble for as long as Izuku has been gone. He supposes he should've expected it -- it's not like they'd stop at Snowbound, after all. But .. still. He'd hoped ...
He'd hoped that they'd be gone when he got back -- and then he did, and he's immediately sucked back into battle. It's fine. He'll be a part of getting them to stand down from .. whatever it is they're doing. Izuku hadn't actually caught up on that, yet -- he'd spend his first few days replenishing his medical supplies after so long of disuse, first hearing about it in the assembly. But it was fine. Absolutely fine.
Izuku takes a breath. He'd heard about the training session -- and he's going to assume there wasn't going to be anything to accommodate for his dragon form. He hadn't used it in a while, to be entirely honest -- once he'd managed to change back to his smaller, feline form he had. It was just so ... inconvenient, to be so large. But, well -- larger was better, sometimes, especially when cats were so small. Izuku was used to taking on opponents larger than himself, but that didn't mean he wanted to.
Upon arriving, Izuku smiles bleakly at Tena. The satchels were going to be a bit small for Izuku's dragon form, but he doesn't mind -- he can just conjure his supplies if he needs to, as long as he doesn't exhaust himself in the fight. ... Which was likely, given his track record. Hm. A problem for future him.
Seating himself, the maine coon curls a tail around himself. Any practice at all would be better than nothing, even if it was going to be in an entirely different form. So, he waits for more people, and to see if Tena will have anything to say.

☀ WE'LL BE THE LIONHEARTED
BUT WE DON'T CARE ABOUT IT

[larkspurkit !]

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the meeting calling for their forces against the pitt had since evaporated from larkspurkit's mind. his thoughts quickly filled with his own of playtime and what to eat. when he had come across the array of training methods for their soldiers, he thought nothing of it than toys for him to play.

the kitten leapt onto one of the training dummies, small teeth biting into its cushioned flesh and making growling noises as he tugged and pulled.

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