I Am Strong Enough

It was glaringly obvious that Duchess' history was something of a sore subject for her. The moment she asked what she had been up to prior to finding Indigo, a seemingly innocuous question about her life, the mirth on the smaller lady's face all but vanished, suddenly seeming much more uncomfortable with their conversation. She gave a very vague answer, but it was so much more answer in what it didn't say. Emersyn nodded; Duchess didn't want to talk about it, and she wouldn't pursue it further. She herself had her own demons, ones she didn't exactly enjoy discussing at length, though she had come to accept her fucked up life more readily by now. She was perfectly content to let the conversation drop where it did.

"That was a good start. See? Fighting is less about just trying to hurt your opponent as much as is it keeping yourself from being hurt." She glossed over their previous conversation, slipping seamlessly back into instruction as if nothing had changed. "Think about how you would move if the prey you were hunting tried to fight back. That's what fighting another wolf can be like." Em got to her paws and shook out her coat, heading for the castle gates. She wanted to start repaying the pack for their kindness by standing watch on the gates when Indigo slept, remaining a vigilant guard wherever she could. "Just keep practicing your footing, then we can work on some other battle techniques. You're doing fine."

Em dipped her head to Duchess, wordlessly dismissing herself and allowing Duchess to return to whatever she had planned for the rest of her day.

- exit Emersyn -

"Emersyn"