Lord have mercy on us all

Corsair would speak last and although he said what she said in greater detail, it was more correct. She was confused but didn't care to speak up for herself, there was a reason Gil chose her brother's answer and he would follow with an explanation. Different situations require different approaches. Sure? That much seemed obvious but she would nod her head in agreement. The world, as much as she thought, did not revolve around physical strength.

Until it came to spars.

Lyra would have the great pleasure of sparring Korona, one of the largest and loudest of the bunch. Although, one of the nicest as well. Doubt filled Lyra's chest as Gil told the two to spar. He and Corsair would observe them, judge them. What if she did poorly? Worried eyes would look at Korona to see only confidence and excitement. Lyra was sure she would be that excited too if she was that big.

"Yea, I got it.", she replied softly. Korona was being kind, as always and even moved to let Lyra start the sparring session. The smaller pup would say nothing and nod her head.

Taking Gil's advice, she would slowly circle her sister, assessing the situation. Trying to keep her little body loose to move in whatever way needed. Korona was predictable, Lyra was sure her sister would come barrelling forward, body first and mind last as she did in nearly every situation. Lyra's tail gave a nervous wag as she crept around. Eyes glued. She would have to play on the defense. If her sister came charging full speed, she would try to hop out of the way and counter against her side.

"SPEECH"