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Elinor
It took a lot to exhaust a werewolf, but I was at my limit as I ran back to the packhouse. For the past few weeks, Connor had been pushing me, and it was starting to show. My fighting skill
had vastly improved, and my body was a lot stronger from all the rigorous exercise.
It didn't help that Connor insisted I train in a dress the entire time, not the uniform I would wear at the examination. He figured that if I learned to fight in uncomfortable clothing, it would work to my benefit. Female guards wore breeches when they were on duty, but what would they do if they were needed while off duty? Connor felt that situation was unlikely, but in his opinion, it was best to be prepared.
Men and women in the Werewolf Guard all wore uniforms spelled by witches. The tight black breeches and long sleeve tops were light and comfortable yet impenetrable to tooth or blade.