"Why are you going so far from the training ground?" The Sergeant asked as Karl began to herd the freshly fed Cerro herd away from the others.
"Do you think that four baby Cerro frolicking in the grass will be productive for the other trainees? If everyone is watching them, who will be training?" Karl laughed.
One of the Cerro rammed into Karl's leg and bounced off, bringing laughter from the soldiers on the sand behind them, as if to prove his point.
"Ah, I overlooked the human factor. I will have one of my Corporals wait nearby in case you need anything."
Karl shook his head. "No need to pull someone from their training. I'm just going to go out off sight behind the bleachers. That's far enough that we can train, and I can still hear the others in case of trouble.
You never know what might happen with new Elites trying skills that they haven't fully mastered. Things can go wrong, and I'm pretty good at sorting out wayward troublemakers."