Testing Skills

Zisa was going to make sure that she could protect herself well enough, and it was that thought that nudged her to the battlegrounds, her tiny paws carrying her. She was ready for a spar before she even got to the battlegrounds. She knew one thing for certain already; she wasn't going to talk much. Zisa, after a moment, fell into her defenses.

Her head was lowered to hide her throat. Her weight was distributed evenly through all four paws. Zisa's ears flattened against her head. Her violet eyes narrowed. She scrunched her scruff and put her tail between her legs slightly.

With her defenses in place, she waited, rocking back and forth on her paws, redistributing her weight every few minutes to make sure.

She wasn't going to lose that easily.