I'll Make a Man Out Of You

A deep call rolled through the pack lands, and a dozing Arpeggio pricked up her ears at it, immediately awake. Fight training! Granted, her last experience had been somewhat so-so, with very little actual learning done and her admittedly rather distracted by Caelestis. Her ears turned a little pink at the thought, but she couldn't help but wonder if she'd get to fight Cael again. She was torn between wanting to, and being afraid that she'd accidentally hurt the older fighter. Maybe it would be better to be paired with someone else... her mind strayed to the two older warriors she'd met, Odysseus and Acere, and found herself blushing even more at the thought of fighting one of them, of the close contact required to spar. Goodness, maybe she should just stick to sparring Corvus, since at least the idea of sparring Cor didn't give her that reaction at all and she'd be able to pay attention. Better yet maybe they'd get actual instruction this time.

Stretching her way to her feet, she trotted through to where they'd been called, and after a brief glance about at the few other fighters threw herself on her belly next to Cor, though her gaze was fixed in surprise on the blood red of the other yearling there. Wow, Ace hadn't been joking, his nephew really was bright red. Crazy! She shook her head, then sought to catch Cor's eye and share an excited grin with him.