• • • It was midday by the time Optimus had walked out of the Armory, letting out a yawn as he stretched his back. He had been assigned to do a spar session with someone for his weekly task, but do to his large size, that wasn't really possible. The only person he could really go up against was Luciferus.
But since he wanted to help his fellow clan mates, the ex-Autobot had been fixing up the armory for a clan-wide sparring session. He had cleaned up the room, picking up swords and loose armor that had been scattered around the floor, and had opened up enough room inside to have several groups do some indoor sparring. There was always outside if anyone wasn't comfortable with that though.
After moving aside all of the unwanted weapons and clutter, Optimus had gone and found a few wooden swords stored in the back. They were currently set side-by-side at the doorway, along with some suitable sticks if the fake weapons ran out. He had also set up a few dummies along the tree line for anyone who need help with actual weapons or wanted to figure out thier strengths with tooth and claw. He had even set up one for any of the younglings who might have been interested in participating.
Seeing as he wouldn't be able to actually spar, Optimus would stand back and watch his clan mates, helping them in their form or attack where he saw fit. That way, he was remembering his moves while helping his peers perfect theirs.
Satisfied with his efforts, the mechanical wolf shook the last of his stiffness out and did one last sweep over the area. After fixing one last dummy, Optimus turned towards the camp. "Sparring sessions open in the Armory for anyone interested," he called out.