This world can't bring me down

Gossamer grinned as her sister trotted over. Things had been so crazy and she'd been so consumed by her studies it felt like she'd hardly gotten any sibling time. At Briar's question, Gossamer shrugged. "Oh, I don't know. I was thinking of working on the dummies a bit but they aren't that fun any more." As a small pup she'd enjoyed fighting the still forms much more. Now that she was nearly a yearling she wanted to fight something that would actually fight back. She glanced again at Briar, her head cocked to the side. "You want to spar? Or maybe exchange some fight notes or something?" Briar would be a lot more fun to fight than a stiff, old dummy.