Rumble Tumble Hoe down

Everything had changed since she started getting better. Kaija was longer quite as joyous and carefree as she'd once been, though she had a feeling that was a little something called growing up, and was inevitable in the face of all she had gone through. Still she longed for how things had been since everyone had gotten sick. That stupid fucking sickness... a low growl bubbled in her chest as she stalked through the plains. Even the sight of the sun creeping up above the horizon wouldn't fully brighten her mood. Her word had a layer of darkness to it now that she couldn't seem to shake.

Maybe a fight would help ease some of her pent-up aggression. Hearing someone call for a sparring partner, her interest was piqued. By the time she reached the wolf that called she was breathing a bit harder, having wasted no time in meeting her. Her potential opponent was smaller than her and looked lighter on her feet - maybe she'd make a good punching bag for the moment. Even better since she was asking for it. "You wanna fight?" Kaija asked plainly, wanting a more concrete confirmation before she charged at her.