I Was Spinning Free

Dagrún bounded through the battlefield with a spring in her step. It was late morning and the sun was shining and although the breeze was cold the sun was quickly warming the field. She couldn't wait to get another spar in. Valdís trailed behind her as per usual. She was getting good at convincing the older woman to go with her. She'd tried asking Halla but she didn't seem to think much of taking a pup to the battlefield to fight and Álarr was busy but the old guardswoman was always willing to escort her if she wasn't on active patrol. Dag found a good clearing. The ground was soft but not overly muddy. She sniffed it and walked about as she examined the perimeter, tail wagging as she did. Yep, this was a good place for a fight. Now if she could find another pup here. She tipped back her head and let loose a howl for an opponent.