It was time for Leparo to go do something he wasn't that proud of doing. One of his relatives lived somewhere within the kingdom of Drum Island. It wasn't within the town nor the kingdom itself but on the outskirts. He was a old bastard but he was a strong old bastard, that is the type of thing Leparo needed to see. He needed someone who would elevate him to the next level since he was in a place where the next level would actually need to be something he did on a regular. He was walking through the woods that were actually quite wide in terms of space but the dense and heavy snow didn't do him any favors in his directions. Leparo hadn't been here since he was a boy so his grandfather would have a hard time believing it was Leparo. He had to prove it to him somehow.

The cabin became clear in sight and Leparo simply removed his hood. The snow falling down on his hair before Leparo would walk up to the cabin doors and begin to knock. Hopefully the old man responded and answered the door for his grandson.

Leparo was hoping his grandfather actually remembered him when he answered the door. If he didn't Leparo wasn't going to have the most pleasant of times. As the door creaked and opened Leparo looked straight ahead and didn't notice anyone. He looked down to see a screaming old man who yelled at the top of his longs with a belt in his hand. "That's odd, I remember you being taller" said Leparo as he thought about the times his grandfather chased him around with a belt. "Uncle Jandro, it's me your grandson. Leparo Donquixote." walking pass his grandfather to get into the house Leparo would speak once more "I need you to train me in the art of haki"

Jandro made a comment about Leparo possibly here because he got his ass handed to him in a fight and that legitimately through Leparo off guard. He didn't lose fights much so for his grandfather to assume that actually hurt "Eh, no gramps I'm here because I was in town. I figured I'd pay you a visit" Jandro began to pace back and forth and that scared Leparo because he still had that belt in tow. That thing caused pain for Leparo as a child and he wouldn't wish that on anyone ever. "I'm back in the Grandline uncle, I'm going to be going up against stronger foes than ever before. If I want my home back.." Thinking of the fate that took Dressrosa down brought the emotions from the depths of Leparo's soul. He wanted his homeland back. "I have a crew now gramps, We're here for Dressrosa and everything in our way. I trusted you enough to train me for this"

A smirk crept across the face of Leparo as his grandfather agreed to teach him. "Thank you, grandpa" removing his coat and shirt along with his shoes Leparo was stripped down to just his pants. He was about to train from the vibe his grandfather gave away. Hopefully their training was something glorious. He began to tell Leparo about the different parts of Haki and how they worked, he even told him of the rarest of the haki's which left people unconscious because of their weak will. Leparo would look down at his hand and think of his parents and all the people who died at Dressrosa because he was too weak to save them. "I want to run the Gandline, and then get to the New World and take back Dressrosa. I want to be King of the Seas Grandpa" said a passionate Leparo who was ready to begin his training.

His grandfather would begin to wave the belt around making mention that it was coated in armament haki and that made Leparo think back to his childhood to his grandfather beating him with the belt as a means of training and getting Leparo's speed up. "Wait you hit me with a haki laced belt?" the realization was too much for Leparo as he continued to listen to his grandfathers words. The two would proceed outside and Leparo smelled something right outside the door and it smelled like a wet dog "Oi, Grandpa watch ou" the old man dodged the wolf and proceeded to whip it with his belt.

The wolf retreated to his pack as the six began to growl lingering near the entrance of the woods. His grandfather would go off on a rant about the powers of observation haki and how he saw the wolf before he made himself visible. Leparo would roar towards the wolves as his grandfather told Leparo to defeat them "I'll be back"

Charging to Wolves Leparo instantly joined the mix as he tangled with the six rumbling into the woods. They were large wolves and were nicking away at his body as they couldn't get a good enough grip on his neck to really do damage. Separating himself from the pack Leparo rolled backwards landing against the base of a tree. The shuttering snow fell as the wolves all began to surround Leparo. Banging his right fist against the base of the tree Leparo would scare the wolves as he watched them take steps back, they heard just as he did the cracking of the base. Once more he slammed his fist against the base but harder now and rommed to his left causing the tree to fall and separate the wolves into packs of three. This gave Leparo a bit of time before the trees could come together and he began to run into the forest, he would be seen running but as he ran his posture shifted as he eventually turned into a leopard himself..

The prints in the snow belonged to those of a beast, no it belonged to several beast. A gold leopard ran through the wintered woods littered in snow as he was being chased by white wolves. There wasn't a whole pack of them but a few, three to be exact. They chased Leparo in a pyramid formation, one on each side with one behind him. The pack gave chase to Leparo for no good reason as he managed to outrun them. Often his feet would get caught skidding as he wasn't use to the slippery terrain he was currently on. As they reached a thicker part of the woods the wolves lost track of Leparo and began to regroup. The three stood tail to tail with each other covering three different directions.

Leparo on the other hand wasn't in sight. The thickness of the woods and snow didn't exactly help when it came to seeing so the wolves along with Leparo were working off of their natural senses right now. Suddenly a ruffle in the bushes came from the northeast which caused the wolves to bark in that direction before suddenly the wolf guarding the southern side of the group was blindsided and taken. Whimpering could be heard coming from higher up as the wolf that was previously taken came crashing down adjacent to his comrades. They covered him and whimpered some more as they mourned their beaten comrade. Leparo understood their pain now as he shared an animal like approach to things mentally and he knew the psychological warfare that animals faced on a daily basis.

Jumping down from the tree Leparo landed on the back of one of the wolves knocking it out and he wasn't just a leopard anymore. He was standing on his two feet but he still displayed leopard features and retained the same strength. The last wolf attacked Leparo and the two began to tussle as they rolled for a moment before Leparo got his hands on the wolfs neck tearing into it causing him to whimper as Leparo released him to suffer from the puncture. The blood stained him but his urge to prove himself wasn't done. He was starting to feel the strength within his strength and mental strength as well. He could feel the ambition his grandfather spoke of as him and the wolves dueled. The first wolf defeated by Leparo would start to sing to his comrades through his howling and Leparo did nothing but await their arrival.

Immediately Leparo would side step to the left as a wolf came flying over his shoulder from his right. Once side stepped he would leap forward attacking the wolf, the duo would tussle as Leparo did when they first came in contact with each other. These wolves were strong and it wasn't to be taken for granted as he was actually matching Leparo in terms of raw strength. Leparo had gotten a few bruises and wounds here today but it was all for the sake of his training. He was getting the spirit connection with his will more than anything as he dodged the wolf with ease not even relying on his natural senses. A flip by the torso of the wolf sent him flying into a tree rendering him out cold. There were two left. Leparo didn't waste time as he sought them out. Walking slowly trying not to draw their attention with his steps Leparo ignored his senses, he was working on his will and his mind and they were doing their job as he continued to seek out the final two wolves.

The damage done in the woods were that of stories and fables. Leparo had suffered quite a bit of damage as he spent the better half of a day in these woods fighting these wolves. The last three proved far more resourceful than the first group he dealt with. This was probably the Alpha and his two guards. A wolf would emerge from the woods where Leparo's grandfather lived only to fall after Leparo existed the woods after him, fainting. "Hope that made you happy gramps"

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