Mud Wrestling

*Caelia* · 12-09-2019, 06:47 PM

It'd been a long while since she'd properly trained, and Caelia was almost surprised to hear Aurielle call for her. Things, at least from her perspective, had been at a bit of a standstill since the volcano's eruption. The effects of the event hadn't seemed to fade, at least not completely - spring seemed far less sunny than she remembered the previous one, even with how far west Valhalla was. The weather wasn't as pleasant as she would've liked but there was nothing they could do about it other than to persevere, as they had always done, and would always continue to do. A soft huff of air left her throat as she redirected herself toward Aurielle's call, gliding easily over the familiar plains.

What exactly she intended to do today, Caelia had no idea. She wore a faint, barely noticeable smile as she approached Aurielle, her gaze bright and interested as she closed the distance between them. Interestingly enough, both Aurielle and her companion Loshir looked quite filthy, and already she was beginning to dislike what their appearances implied. She didn't mind metaphorically getting her paws dirty, but literally, she was less interested. "Aurielle. Afternoon," Caelia greeted her after a moment of thought, that faint smile reappearing, lingering for just a few seconds before drifting away again. "What exactly are you working on here?" She asked curiously, hoping she wouldn't be getting half as filthy as Aurielle, but she had a feeling her hopes were about to me utterly shattered.

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