Snort

When her father suggested sparring, Sparrow shot him a grim pout that signaled that wasn't the type of fighting she meant. He seemed to already know that, though, and her expression dropped back to pensive. She listened to what she said and nodded lightly, "I can't run from all of them, but this one... I might need to until I can think clearly again." Her father spoke of losing family, but gave her permission to leave as long as she promised to come back. The small girl leaned into her father's touch, "Of course I'll come back. I still have to fight her, right?" Sparrow let a smile touch her maw, "Thank you, father."

// exit sparrow?