The final sweep

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(Cassian) I wake before dawn and head to the training yard. Today is the day we start the new training rotations. All the warriors should be rested and ready after yesterday. The yard is empty when I arrive. Storm speaks up in my mind. 'This is going to be a long day.' 'I know. But we need everyone ready. Coordinated.' I spent most of last night working out the schedule. Dividing nearly two hundred warriors into manageable groups. Figuring out training times that don't conflict with patrol rotations. Ten groups of about twenty warriors each. Each group trains for two hours at different times throughout the day. I also figured out what each pack does best. Clearwater warriors are good at tracking. Silvermist fighters know close combat. Moonridge has the most experience with border defe

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