Starfire [AW Spar]
08-09-2021, 08:50 PM
Spark was very very interested in further training. She's only just lost at the tournament and while it was hard to be too bitter about it she would have been lying to say she hadn't been disappointed. Her first opponent had bowed out before they'd even come to blows and then she'd gotten so thoroughly trounced by her next match that she hadn't even started to break a sweat. Spark wanted more, she wanted to really practice, to get to actually try. So she'd taken time to hang around near the battlefield, her short time here told Spark that it was a place where the local wolves seemed to call for fights and despite herself and her desire to explore further and learn more of the barbarians she couldn't help but be drawn to the idea of seeking out more combat. So she'd spent more time here than she'd initially intended. When the call rose up the young woman lifted her head, small black paws carrying her swiftly over the familiar blood-soaked ground. Eventually, her silver gaze would land on the young man she assumed made the call. Her paws tapped out curiosity and excitement. She had not seen a wolf that reminded her of fire that had not been her own family but something in the movement of the boy's fur seemed to shimmer with embers, though her own ember marked fur did not shimmer as his did it raised her curiosity though she approached with the same unmoving expression she'd been raised to wear, habit making her tone only be shown through signs from her paws that she knew no barbarian had ever learned to read. It was too much for her to just give up on though. "I take it you are the one who called for a fight?" She spoke her tone even and unwavering, the only indication of her feelings in her moving paws: Curious, eager. "Speech" |
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