Trouble makers

Lukina pinned her ears partially out of preparation for another spar but also against the cold wind that continued to sweep southward. At least the sun was shining but it still wasn't high enough in the sky to make her feel warm. Lukina padded out to the flat, dry area that had been her arena for the past few days, her little tail wagging as she went and her older cousin, Rœkia, close behind. She was in search of a good place to hold a spar when she spied another pup close to her in age. Tail wagging she bounded toward the other girl. "Hey there! Are you looking for a spar? I'll fight you if you want." As if demonstrating her willingness to play fight she dropped into a play bow.