Snippet #2544235

Meditative music could be heard coming from Arawn's room as he worked out. His morning routine consisted of waking up (duh), using the bathroom, working out for about a half an hour, eat, and then do work around the infirmary the hunter's had. Normally, he could go about this in a leisurely way, but today he was worried. Shinon was going to talk to the mayor today about the werewolf problem in the surrounding area. War would soon break out like all other times and honestly Arawn hated it. He wasn't a fan of werewolves (no one was, especially most if not all hunters), but he secretly felt there could be some sort of truce between humans and werewolves. Call him an optimist but deep down he believed it. But another battle would occur and he'd support the hunters like all the other times.
Getting up from finishing his rep of push ups, Arawn stretched a little and went to shower. Once clean of all sweat, he quickly dressed and went to eat a hearty breakfast of eggs, toast and tea. He had just finished his plate when the surrounding hunters all whipped out their phones and looked at a message. Shinon needed them. He would wait here until he was needed and keep the infirmary fully stocked and ready just in case any hunter met up with a wolf.