The girl padded away from the others has her partner was introduced. She hadn't missed the similar age and size nor the fact that the other girl looked like she was kissed by fire, though Cinder believed her own pelt was much pretty than the other pup's, but that was besides the point. She was glad that her first match wouldn't be against a much older opponent. While she wanted to test her limits she also was keen on having a fair fight. She waited until she was a good distance away from the group giving them enough room to spar comfortable without running into anything. The ground was flat and the perfect battleground for the two wolves. It'd give them the chance to fight fairly without too much getting in the way. Golden eyes watched for her opponent to follow as she lowered her head and balanced her stance like she'd been taught. Her tail whipped out level against the ground and her claws subconsciously dug into the soil. She felt ready enough. This was going to be fun! ooc: Alright, starter post, then you can post Spark coming over, and then I'll start the fight so it'll put us at three posts each at the end! Walk, "Talk" Think

Spark of the Ademre Spark couldn't help but hope that she would find her uncle sooner rather than later, she had never quite felt so out of place as she did as surrounded by the heathens now. Despite having learned that they did not speak with their paws but rather had the audacity to openly display their meanings on their faces, even to total strangers. A long way from home she was feeling rather out of her depth. Not that any of this showed on her face, of course, her paws tapping out her anxiety for eyes that didn't speak the same language. But she wasn't going to simply show up just to stand awkwardly at the fringes, now fighting, fighting was something she knew. Her opponent also seemed to be a girl her own age and at first, some part of her had hoped she was perhaps of her people but as she gave the other girl a nod and tapped out her friendly greeting intent the other girl seemed just as blind to her meaning as everyone else. Still, she would follow slightly behind her, moving to put a safe distance between the two of them when it seemed her opponent found a space she was happy with. Spark ran silvery gaze over her and spoke in an even tone, her paws signing out: Respectful, eager. "Let us have a good fight." "Speech"

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