Sharpening One's Claws [Open Spar]
Aurielle
Master Intellectual (240)
Master Fighter (255)
Professor
10 Years
Female
212
BrienaSkysong
Aurielle Adravendi |
She padded in a circle, marking out a large space of snow and moving into the center to take a ready stance. With a raid impending, not only did she need everyone else to brush off their rust, but she was included in that requirement. It would do no good to have a well-oiled fighting force if she was the rusty cog that seized the working mechanics and lost them the raid.
What leader would she be if she didn’t hold herself to the same standards? Last time she’d sparred, after all, Ulric had beaten her soundly. Clearly, motherhood had softened her edges, and she needed to sharpen them again. She’d never change having been a mother, but it was high time she worked off the complacency.
The Spirit tipped her head back and howled to the pack, seeking a spar with her fellow packmates. Later on, she thought she might take a trip up to the Field for some outside practice.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
At first glance, Aurielle's coat is pure white.. Her fur has an iridescent quality (like moonstones) where the fur shimmers different colors under various angles of light: in this case, the colors shown by rainbow moonstones. Not one hair on her hide is a solid unnatural color, but, ya know, it's really hard to convey that in still art :P
Aurielle's English is heavily laden with an Irish, Swedish mixed accent.
Her family is allowed to crash all her threads, Private and Open.
As of Autumn Year 14, Aurielle glows with a bright blue-white bio-luminescence in her fur, and bears a marking over her left eye - see profile and reference.