Feel The Burn [Training]

Their dad wanted her to train them? She was the same age as them! Aris felt a hint of pique at the way it seemed to infantilize them compared to the rest of their siblings. Briar had gotten trained by an adult; Kotori was getting trained as a warrior too. But she and Ophelia got regulated to the kiddy classes? Ophelia was obvious why, but what was it about her that made no one take her seriously?

She swallowed down her resentment to give Gossamer a tight, fangy grin. Their father swept in right then, though, and she shifted uncomfortably. They didn't even get to feel humiliated in private, they had to have their very overwhelming father judge their humiliation to make it complete? Aris wanted to sink into the ground.

Instead she bounced up into a half-crouch facing Ophelia. She wanted to get it over with; she wanted just as much to enjoy the feeling of a fight, but her enjoyment felt smothered beneath hot embarrassment and nerves.

As Ophelia charged, Aris stepped lightly to her left to avoid getting crushed, snapping her jaws at Ophelia's right foreleg in an attempt to grip the limb and trip her up. Simultaneously she was lashing out with her left forepaw, claws unsheathed, towards her larger sister's ribcage. The spines along her back were standing on end as much in nervous energy as for protection, knowing both Gossamer and their father were watching to see if either of them screwed up, and how embarrassing would it be to fuck up and lose to Ophie?

Aris vs Ophelia for spar
Round 1/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Small
Build: Light
Companion 1: Black-footed cat, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Blue jay, Male - Flying
Mutation 1: Oversized canines - Offensive
Mutation 2: Cat claws - Offensive
Mutation 3: Spine bristles - Defensive
Skills: Beginner Healer & Beginner Fighter