I hear you fight for a kiss

Despite her frustration, her father complimented her skill. He assured her that he wouldn't go easy on her, but he had. She didn't want him to hurt her, but Asla felt as though she would never learn how to fight a wolf his size. He made a show of shaking away whatever meager injuries that she'd given him and Asla sighed, but cracked the tiniest of smiles.

Would she ever get any bigger than she was now? It seemed as though she was destined to only win fights against those of a similar size. She had beaten Indy once, but that was a fluke. She doubted that she would ever beat her father. He was too big. Too strong. She was just... less. Asla didn't want to be less. She wanted to be the best. She wanted the respect and admiration of all that saw her. There was a lot of work ahead of her for that.

Sirius spoke again, this time asking for his prize. Aslatiel huffed softly before moving to her father. She rose up on her hind paws, placing them on his chest as she gave him a sweet kiss on the cheek. "Your prize." It wasn't the same kind of kiss that she gave to others when they sparred, but this was her father. That would have been creepy.

"Earth" & "Stars"