Bitches and Hos (fight training)

The sound of Justice calling for Valhalla's fighters to gather was a welcome distraction, or at least according to Caelia it was. It'd been awhile since she'd really worked with her peers in more formal training and she was grateful for the change in pace. There was only so much she could learn in a practice fight; though valuable it was different than discussing tactics and working together for a common goal. No, sparring - especially with strangers - was much faster-paced and often completely situational, and was a different kind of training entirely. Not invaluable, but just valuable in a different sort of way.

Quickening her pace as she drew closer, Caelia was surprised to find she was the first that had arrived. Emerging from the mist that never quite seemed to fully dissipate, she settled down not far from Justice. Fortunately for her she'd been pretty close when she called, but she hadn't really expected to be the first one to show up. Ah, well. Leaning back on her haunches she waited patiently, wondering who else might show up for training today.