Mud Wrestling

Grateful that she didn't have a thick layer of mud coating her eyes, she tried to put aside her reservations about mud-sparring for now. The way the mud sprayed up onto her pale coat, covering her chest and belly, wasn't exactly appealing to her but she was shifting into a different mindset - this lesson was about practicing fighting skills, not about mud or whether or not she liked it. "I will," she agreed easily. While mimicking the moves of a fight seemed useful, she wondered to what extent solo training really would help her improve. Aurielle encouraged her to train not just with her brothers or red, but anyone she could find, as long as the situation felt right.

Next up - actually practicing her moves on Aurielle. A determined look crossed her features as she hunkered down and narrowed her eyes, assessing just what move she ought to do. An easy move would be to aim for her neck, but her long fur mane made Caelia wonder if that might be a trickier than she anticipated. Trying not to give away just what she was thinking, after a long pause she kicked off hard toward her, charging head-on; but at the last second she diverted to the right, sending up another spray of mud and muck as she dove toward one of her front limbs, near the joint - hoping if maybe she caught her off-guard she could cause her to lose her balance entirely from the start.