they grow up so fast

she felt her eyes close in sympathy at the girl's plight, though was thankful she had a reason besides 'getting stronger'. it was tragic Theory had to seek out teachers to better herself outside of her friends and family. but then again, Heloise had done the same. "I am sorry to hear" she said carefully, polite sympathy given. she was Winterfell; not Abaven, and therefore could not do anything else for the girl except spar with her. "of course, but I do not know how I can teach you. I have never taught before. but leading a pack... is not just strength of body. you must sharpen your mind."

unknowingly she had met the previous alpha, Rhyme, at the festival. but she could put two and two together now. if Theory was heir, then her same scent in Rhyme... he must have had a position of power as well. "I am Heloise, of Winterfell" she squared her shoulders proudly before dropping into a fighting stance. "I will go first. prepare yourself, Theory of Abaven." with nary a second more wasted, she'd lunge at the girl. Heloise snapped her jaws, aiming for her fluffy neck in a bold attempt to startle the girl into action. she wanted to see her reflexes, her decision making... how would the girl with little experience do when faced with a head-on collision?

Theory Cavaliere-Destruction vs Heloise for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: over 1 yr
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Companion 1: Gyrfalcon (Kresnik) - battle
Fight Skill Level: Expert