fite me pt 2

After her spar with the man, she found herself still not wanting to be done for the day. Her muscles were a little sore, but it was nothing that a quick rest wouldn’t fix. So, she hung out for around half an hour, drinking some water from her waterskin and munching on Habari’s specialty dried meats to regain some of her energy. As she sat, she thought about ways that she could keep her pack from getting too stale. Immediately, the idea of a tournament came to mind. Yes, that would be perfect for them. Obviously her mother wouldn’t participate, being laden down with little gremlins and all, but she could certainly oversee everything. She clammered to her paws and released another howl, daring someone else to challenge her.