Prove Your Heart To Me

It was time to test her own daughter for the Legionary rank, and to be honest, Surreal felt a little odd about sparring her own girl. She'd tasted her own brother's blood on her tongue for the first time not long ago. He had proven himself skilled, and she had no doubt he would be a Legionary upon the next meeting.

The Archangel chose again the flat wide area next to the meeting boulder, settling into a stance and tossing a call for Faite. The howl was warm, welcoming, but held steel that said that this wasn't merely a family call. She had missed out on training her youngest first litter child. She had no idea where her girl's skill lay, but the eagerness to take up fighting reminded her of herself. A smile flickered across her jowls as she waited for her daughter to arrive.

It would be interesting to see what she knew.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think