Bitches and Hos (fight training)

Aoife was rolling around her father's paws swatting furiously at them in mock-attack when one of their pack members called out. She stopped, flat on her belly with her ears pricked up to listen. Oooooooh, a fight training. "Yaaaaaaas," she yipped, rolling up to her paws and charging towards the sound at full speed. She'd nearly caught up to Coran when she burst out of the mist and skidded to a stop in the middle of the group, tripped, rolled, and slammed into Caelia. "Oops!" She backed off a few steps and grinned up at the older female apologetically. "Sorry!" Her dad had been a bare few steps behind her, so she bounced back to throw herself against his forelegs like a cat, then sat down as attentively as she could manage.