don't say it

The young wolf's words brought an amused exhale from the girl's dusty brown nares. "Are you saying that you want to fight me, Hikaru?" Lips pulled upwards in a grin. She'd have to demand her usual in return for the spar. Kissing fish wasn't terribly appealing, though she wouldn't have minded kissing Raijin. He was different than your standard fishwolf. The man actually had a sense of humor. What of this younger koi? Would he be just as stuffy and boring? So far he had manners. That was a plus.

Slicing through the remaining ropes with her claws and teeth, Asla pushed the wreckage aside, leaving the bare bones of the dummy. As she worked she listened to Hikaru talk. "Mmm, I did hear how different it was there. I'm glad I was born here." Pulling out a fresh hide and some dried grasses, she pulled them towards the pieces of wood that were tied together. "Sounds like a man's world. Wouldn't have suited me at all." Asla was independent. She was strong and she was proud. Being under the thumb of others didn't suit her and so growing up where the koi came from would have made her something less. No... despite the problems that she had here, she wouldn't trade it away.