Give it your best

They broke apart and Eraithus stumbled back. It wasn’t a bad feeling, the lingering one she had after their spar… she felt content as she allowed herself to meet his gaze. Bellamy was breathing hard, unaware of just how much she had put into the spar but it seemed it was worth it. Her leg hurt, sure, but it wasn’t as if she’d walk away unscathed.

“Even your size can be an advantage.” The female pointed out. “Though I may have had a bit of an edge with Whiskers here.” She glanced down at the badger and grinned. She felt… happy. It was an exhilarating feeling to come out of a fight without needing to risk your life. She had enjoyed it.

It seemed Eraithus read her mind and felt the same way too.

"I'd be happy to. Not every day I get to walk away from a fight without having to leave a body behind." Her gaze flicked back to him. "I could try and teach you how to use your smaller height to your advantage. Not great if you get caught but fuck if you avoid letting someone get ahold of your scruff or head? You should do fine."

Whiskers gave a small nod.

"Bells has fought wolves of all sizes. Perhaps you two could teach each other." The badger suggested. "Definitely get some herbs for your head though. You'll likely have a nasty headache later if you don't."