Better Than Push-Ups

Lúta found herself back at the battlefield. The morning sun was shining brightly now and she was seeking a good spar to warm up and keep her skills sharp while she waited for Ragna to arrive. She scouted across the territory looking for any scent of her companion and found none so she could only assume that Ragna had yet to arrive. That was fine. She could keep herself busy for awhile longer.

After finding a good place for a spar Lúta tipped back her head and called for an opponent. As she waited she stretched lightly. She felt she was slowly getting a feel for how the wolves here did battle though it was clear she had a lot to learn.