Nolan:
By midday, the sun had settled high over the training field, pouring light across the dirt and steel.
The sound of fists hitting pads, boots striking the ground, and commands echoing through the air filled the space with rhythm. The familiar chaos of order.
And after everything, it was refreshing to be back for us to be training again. What happened yesterday only told us that we needed to train harder. The wound on my chest had healed, most of it at least, and I knew that some of the pack members were still healing.
But those who could stand and train, they were here today. And judging by how they were training, something told me that they were excited to be here. Yesterday proved that their training was worth what they were doing, and those that we have lost, we knew that we
