When there's not much left to live for

She felt a tingling excitement rise up within her as she teased the older man, egging him on to a spar. Eisleif wasn’t sure yet if she would hold back her blows or go all out. Possibly causing permanent damage wasn’t out of the question, but if she was honest with herself she would feel bad about hurting Hymn even if he was putting in all of his effort. "I make no promises I'll be any good.” She managed a chuckle as he said it, ”I’m sure we can teach on old dog a new trick or two.” Eisleif teased, falling into an easy banter with him.

He offered up a few defenses as he prepared himself, they were already close and Eis figured there would be a lot of grappling between the two. Her own silvery hackles raised as he evened her stance and narrowed her bright blue gaze. Then, with more speed than she had expected for the old timer, he was on her.

Eisleif tried to backpedal but there was only a few feet between them and Hymn was on her. She felt his teeth land at the loose skin at her neck and she reacted. Lifting herself she pushed her chest against his as she attempted to wrap her striped front limbs around his neck and aimed her teeth at a similar place on his own neck that he had grabbed. He punched through her loose skin but only drew a bit of blood. Eis felt a surge of adrenaline and smiled.