Battle North of the Packhouse

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Jackson, Anderson, Davidson, and their warriors headed north. Marge has been seen near the newly merged territory. As they neared the training fields, they noticed that the snow and ice covering them had turned to water. The fields were muddy, slick, and full of puddles. Jackson and Anderson shared a confused look.  Laughter broke the silence as the neared where Marge and her army waited. "I have the advantage here. You are used to your snow, ice, and freezing temperatures. However, we turned up the heat," Marge called out.  "You would have had better luck in the snow, witch," Anderson laughs as he walks towards Marge. The ground freezing under his paws and spreading rapidly. Jackson smiled, "Let's dance, shall we?" Marge's army charged towards the elemental wolves. They thought they h

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