Sunny lifted his head from his paws, his ears swiveling as the bark echoed through the den he'd been napping in. It was a bark he recognized all too well: the call to patrol. There'd been a lot of those lately, not that Sunny was surprised. Monsoon's attack had been sudden and devastating. It would not be allowed to happen again. Sunny's brow furrowed. Like hell he'd allow someone to cause that much damage again. Of course he'd join the patrol. The German Shepherd got up, trotting out of the den to meet Kuraitora. He'd met the mixed breed a few times before, and he seemed decent enough. "Hello there," he barked.

Orion also perked at the bark, cocking a brow curiously. He recognized it to be Kuraitora, and he instantly let out a snort. The guy had only been General for a few days and already he was setting up patrols? Good grief...Still, Orion was bored, as always. Patrols seemed to be the only time he'd get any sort of excitement, aside from training. Orion made his way to Kuraitora as well, yawning a bit. "Yo," he said casually.

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Kuraitora noticed Orion, Sunny, and Kiseki appear. The first few dogs that would approach. Kuraitora had managed to recruit some platoon leaders, and he was waiting for them to get here. It didn't matter if some of the dogs didn't get here, but they should. The Kai mix knew Jerome would be here soon, maybe he would bring Maru with. Kuraitora nodded to the current dogs here. "Hello, everyone." Kuraitora said, speaking like a true general. "With everything the way it is, I've decided to set up patrols. We have some platoon leaders here, too, and I suggest that for this patrol, you stick with your platoon. For those who don't know the platoon you're currently in, I'll let you know."

"Jerome is one of the platoon leaders. Ken, Orion, Kagetora, Sunny, Maru, and George are in his platoon. Kiseki is also a platoon leader, along with Shigure, and Kyōshirō." Kuraitora continued his explanation, saying Jerome and Kiseki's platoon would go north, while Shigure and Kyōshirō's platoon would go south. Then, Kuraitora and some of the other dogs would go west.

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Kiseki was bringing her dogs together,she had less dogs due to her keeping track of them all plus they are all efficient and willing to listen. The koga dog heard what tge General had said,and was more that ready to head out to the North.
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Wasp could barely see what was in front of him,as a matter of fact. He can't hear anything,the Doberman hated being elderly, his eye sight was leaving him,and he can't hear any possible threat. The dog laid in Gajou quietly,growing tired just by getting annoyed.

"Oi! Let's go!", Kyoshiro barked at his men who ready to go."Had to get all of them together,General.", Kyoshiro woofed and begun to gather his man in order and take off to the South, more then ready.
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Kiseki nodded quietly, she was unsure. Because her wounds were still well...not fully recovered. The Koga female was unsure if she can participate. But this was her first patrol as a platoon leader, her dogs were already off,she was slowly coming from behind."Kiseki? Are you alright?", The Iga dog, Shirozaru asked the older Koga. Kiseki was silent,"I want You, Muu, and Rara to take over this patrol. I'm not feeling too well...", Kiseki spoke meekly, rather ashamed that she isn't feeling too well all of a sudden. When the Kishu left, Kiseki turned her head to the other dog. "I can't come, I thought my wounds were all healed,but I'm not feeling so well now.", The koga do spoke, avoiding eye contact.

Orion and Sunny both headed off with Jerome’s platoon, heading north. Wanting to impress his father, Sunny padded up alongside him, matching his speed and holding his head in the ar. Behind him, Orion scoffed and rolled his eyes.

“Get a load of this guy...” The Akita mix muttered. As if he’d ever stoop so low as to try and suck up to his father like that. No rank was worth that effort. Orion looked away, sniffing here and there, but not really putting his all into it. He was certain things would be normal, as they usually were.

Weed entered Gajou at the moment, a fish dangling from his jaws. He’d decided to take it upon himself to bring Mineichi his daily meals, knowing that others wouldn’t have the patience for his attitude. Along the way to the prisoners’ chamber, however, Weed caught whiff of Kiseki. He paused, a bit puzzled. Wasn’t she supposed to be out running her platoon? He followed the scent, soon coming across the Koga female.

“Hello there, Kiseki,” he greeted. “Is...everything ok?”

"I'm okay, Weed. My body is still sore from the wounds. That's all.", The koga smiled. "Maybe after a small nap I'll feel better.", Kiseki looked to Weed and smiled. She was sure Weed wouldn't be mad at her, she did suffer alot of injury under a short amount of time of that daft Iga, and Mineichi. Her pain tolerance seemed to not work so well now...