Pre-Party Rumble [Valhallan Fighters]

Justice trotted through the obstacle course with a triumphant sort of air to her, tail and head raised and a grin of anticipation on her muzzle. She'd lagged to make sure that all the stragglers made it to the meeting grounds, even stopping to sweep up Viviane who wasn't much of a fighter at all to make sure the young healer got the practice she'd need to allow Valhalla to continue to field their full compliment of fighters after raids. So with the golden-furred girl in tow she bounced in to take up a position near Aurielle, in a pseudo-bodyguard position a little ways to the side of her. She stood there alertly, though she gave the impression that if she could have she'd have been rubbing her paws together in glee. This shit was what she lived for.