Kohana approached a gate in front of a a large facility. A chain link fence surrounded a few buildings inside and around the facility was a dense forest. She had finally arrived at one of the more permanent military bases. She pulled a paper from her pocket and unfolded it, scanning the slightly smuded black ink on the page stamped with a seal and finished with a signature that serves to prove she had been accepted. The werewolf, currently in her human form, walked over to the main gate were armed guards stood as sentry. They stoid taller when she approached, hands resting on the hilts of sheathed swords. Kohana held uo the paper and stopped in front of one of the guards. They read it over before nodding and stepping aside. "Report to the building straight ahead please."they instructed. Kohana nodded back and walked in between them. She spotted people in armor sharpening weapons, talking, preparing supplies, and some were even training in a yard in the distance. She scented other werecreatures as well as vampires, elves, dwarves, and the more human like mythics. The beasts were probably trained in a seperate camp. She recieved a few glances from soldier, and returned them with a loose and brief wave of her hand. Looming in front of her was a big wooden cabin like building with steps leading up to the front door and smoke billowing lazy from a chimney on the triangular roof. There was grass underfoot elsewhere, but a cobblestobe path led to the largest building. She looked to her right and saw a slightly smaller building that smeeled of food and she assumed was the mess hall. Then in rows were smalk cabins marked with squadron nunbers. Kohana reached the stairs of the main building, which was an assembly hall as well as an area where information was posted, leaders stayed in, and discussions were held. It also happened to be the place where soldiers were checked in. Kohana entered the building and looked around, seeing a series of desks and tables before her with doors in the back and stairs that led to other areas. Other newer and nervous looking soliders were sitting and filling out paper work or waiting in line to be checked in. Kohana walked to the main desk with cofident strides. She was still holding her stamped paper, so the person behind the desk knew she was new here. The man behind the desk was a well dressed elf and he handed Kohana a pen an papers. She thanked him curtly and took a seat at one if the empty tables. She looked over the papers that asked things regarding personal information.