Wook rose with the sun, leaving his den having to narrow his eyes at it's brightness. The sight was actually a good thing, being high enough meant he had plenty of time to devote to training.
Determined to fit in as much as he could the vibrant red lion picked himself up - though not gracefully - and made a start towards the training grounds. The grounds were a familiar place to the Guard, he had spent plenty of time here during his off hours and in the early mornings when he wasn't assigned to a post.
Upon arriving there he took a moment to relax himself, limbering up was a vital part of training that he had learned early on. It was just as important to get yourself prepared as it was to do much of anything else. A hurt lion was a useless lion.
Lady Kiya