Having a routine was A and O to success.
It was what his mother had said under never-ending lessons on how to lead an attack on other packs. There was always several different ways to deal with same issue, but if you had no idea where to begin and with what you would end up with a mess. Moving with specific pace forward and with our eyes stuck in only one place would get you killed. You had to know your surroundings to be able to use them to your advantage. Even if it was the smallest, silliest little things.
Koi didn’t forget his lessons and either did he abandon his way to prepare for everything.
Each morning was the same. He woke up before the sun peeked over horizons invincible line and with silent step, he left the main den. He stopped there, breathing in the fresh morning air, his ears listened to the smallest sounds around him and more importantly, where they came from. He listened to the leaves, to every little buzzing insect and birds morning so