Desolate Blizzard
[Possible Fighting Seasonal?][Or Large Predator Fight]
05-13-2020, 09:23 PM
"Yikes." Mala winced apologetically for his plight. She knew how uncomfortable growth spurts were. Something four times worse than the norm was bound to be teeth-grinding, and the man was already huge. "Well, nothing you can do but smile," she grinned, recalling their conversation from last season. "And hey, at least you'll get the extra height out of it." Mal couldn't say the same. Puberty had smoothed the chubby toddler into something taller and more nimble, when she was younger, though her own growth spurt had come after her siblings and had been hell on her back. And after all of it, she was left as the shortest of the trio.
"In all serious, though, that sucks. I can't imagine it's very fun going through a second puberty." If only she'd gotten a satchel like she'd wanted, she might've had something to offer the man for his pain. As it was, training for Reaper was vigorous and never ending, and she hadn't had the time or mental energy to seek one out or make her own.
Mal chuckled gently at the mention of magical ash. "Who knows? With everything I've seen around here, I wouldn't doubt it." Her following grin was a twin to his own. "No. You're not asking for a spar, are you?" She wiggled her brows.
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