Calina had been strangely absent for too long. She didn't know what came over her- some sort of head sickness? A rough patch with her motivation? Whatever it was, she was trying to struggle out of her funk. There were new joiners, and a litter of Mercy and Charlotte's kids that had seemingly crawled out of the woodwork. It was high time for Calina to do something, so she could put names to faces and actually contribute. She thought a good way to get back in to the swing of things was with some clanwide training. That litter had a whole bunch of apprentices, that she was pretty sure didn't have much battle experience, and it would be good for Calina, and probably everyone else, to brush up on their fighting skills. The Painted Brigade had not been actively going after them, but it would be stupid if they attacked and everyone was too rusty to fight well. In Calina's experience, training sessions often flopped pathetically, with everyone growing bored within a few minutes and wandering off. Fuck that noise, Calina thought. She was hoping that her clanmates would be interested, but there was only one way to find out.
"Hey, if any of y' are interested, I'm hostin' a battle training session. Y'know, learn some shit, brush up combat skills, spar 'n' all that." There, that was a sufficient summary. She prayed that the thick layer of snow on the ground would not discourage her clanmates from getting up and moving. The snowstorm was well over, but its impact remained. It would be both unpleasant to train and spar in and a fun challenge. Hell, it would give Veilers an edge. If they ever fought against an enemy clan in the snow, they would be used to it. Calina figured she would wait until a few of her clanmates came over, and then take them away to a more open spot, with less stony ruins, more free space, and also less annoying snow drifts. Perhaps around the Sun Spot? While the snow had definitely done its damage there, perhaps the sun had been able to melt more it off.