on a mission now

Skadi cracked her neck, shooed away the chickens that had congregated in the short time since her last spar in the clearing by the barn, and then marched to the center of it. She was tempted to see how many of these she could do back to back. With all the running around she did, she liked to think she had the stamina for it. So why not? She'd go until she was tired, maybe run to the battlefield and fight some strangers or something.

The thought gave her pause. Tyrian would want her to go with someone, she was sure. That thought made her angry. Just because she was small didn't mean she needed protecting, but she doubted he would think the same thing about any of her bigger siblings. Especially the big honkin ones. But whatever, she'd show the naysayers by being a downright menace.

It wasn't quite a pep talk, but whatever that was it was just what she needed to psych herself up for the next spar. As she had the first time, Skadi threw back her head and howled for an opponent.