Crikey!

Her father’s voice called out, summoning fighters to his side. She tensed, head cocked and listening. She wasn’t very far away, his call had sounded loud and close. She was a fighter, wasn’t she? That was the profession she had chosen. She was going to learn to be a big fighter, and had even learnt a few things from Malleus himself.

As every child knew, she knew she was immortal and the idea of a fight didn't phase her, it invigorated her. She would answer her father's call, she would prove herself before him and the rest of the pack. Then Malleus would promote her to one of the main fighter ranks.

It was a perfect idea, there wasn’t a single thing that could go wrong. She approached as quickly as she could, and was apparently the second to the scene. She creeped through the undergrowth and eyed the scene. There was a white woman she had seen before, and her father. Other then that, what was the threat? It was the woman’s reaction that clued Felicity in. the white wolf responded to something in the undergrowth on the opposite side of the part to where Fel crouched. If she peered upwards, she could just see the hint of something big and scaly. Apparently the older woman didn’t know what it was. Fel crept closer, determined to be the one to identify this threat.

She moved forward until her head just poked out of her hiding spot, and then froze. She couldn’t quite convince herself that Mal wouldn’t send her home, and didn’t want to run the risk of losing this chance to prove herself. She could just see its row of teeth, and parted her lips in astonishment. She could sit inside that creature’s mouth! She huffed a very quiet breath and coiled her muscles in her back paws. She would get her chance to pounce, and make the killing blow. She would prove her mettle as a warrior of the Risen Empire.

Seasonal Skill Prompt - (fighting)
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