That would be enough

Briar blinked up at Mortis with surprise when he offered her a space in his den with Hikaru, the offer catching her off guard. She didn't know the other male very well - or at all really - but she loved Mortis and really just the idea of having somewhere to be was really appealing to her right now. It was certainly a lot better than feeling like she was floating aimlessly while she continued to try and figure out where she would land. The feeling of her wanting to be independent and find her own feet didn't really go away, but in this case she let herself give in to the help extended to her. "Yeah, I'd like that," she replied after a moment, giving him a small smile. She didn't want to be a burden any more, but if she had her own space off of his den where she could kind of come and go as she pleased then at least she wouldn't feel like she was in the way.

As she got back to her paws and began to move back toward the training dummy she had been in the middle of destroying when he arrived, he asked what had suddenly gotten her so interested in training. She paused somewhere between her brother and the training ring, her ears flicking back as her smile faded. She didn't really know what to tell him. She didn't want to admit how much she had been struggling, how much of a failure she felt like she was, how absolutely shattered she was inside because of what she felt like she had to do to Artorias. "I've just... been trying to get better at my fighting," she told him, not really lying, but not telling the truth either.

"I haven't won any fights," she added hesitantly as she continued on toward the training dummy again, standing in front of it without looking back at Mortis again. "And I lost in the first round of the tournament so... I just..." She shrugged, looking down at the sand between her feet. "I'm just trying to be good at something."

"Briar Fatalis"