Art - Training

Cassandra set up the barrels in the arena. It was bigger than she usually used for training, but Metsäpalo tended to turn uncooperative when placed in a smaller one. He’d been a good purchase. Tricky though. He was smart and quick to learn, but he was quick to anger too. He’d already tossed two of her better trainers for one seeming slight or another. That was why she was with him today.  “Metsäpalo, ...