Gotta Try

Fighting. She hadn't put much thought to it, not like she had hunting. It was never really a priority for her, but at this point she had to do something more than just hunting. She may be good at hunting, but she did want to be good at something else as well.... so, she was here. She wasn't quite sure how it would be like fighting other wolves - the majority of her time was spent in trees waiting for the prey to unsuspectingly walk beneath her, or careful, quiet stalking ending with a quick pounce (that is, if they didn't see her since she stood out like a sore thumb). So she mostly was in trees, because prey - and predators - rarely looked up like they should. And thus, they died quickly.

Huffing quietly at her being lost in thought, the giant wolf shook herself out. Tipping her head into the sky, she let out a short invitation for a spar.

"Speech" "You"