i sleep well alone now

Bold, and certainly Hazel could be. Fortune favored the bold after all. She carefully sniffed at Basilisk, examining the fangs first and then his elbows. Curiosity got the best of her, reaching out to poke one with her nose... it really was solid. "Your elbows have teeth," it wasn't a judgement, just an observation. Hazel was curious in the way that she assessed the boy, thinking carefully as she did. Would the things he tried to teach her only apply for someone bigger? Still, all practice was good practice, and there had to be something useful anyway.

"Well I beat all my siblings too, that's why they stopped letting me try fight them," what Hazel wouldn't mention is that she was the second biggest in her litter, and that her larger brother had no interest in fighting. What a pussy. Anyway. Her tail wagged wildly, and Hazel bounced once on her feet. The girl was psyching herself up, and she had to consider her attack for a split second. Gotta avoid the teeth, gotta avoid the pointy elbows.

Hazel bounded toward the boy, tail high-- confidence. The smaller girl wanted the point where his neck and shoulder met, though she couldn't keep her tail from wagging as she did. Though her teeth were snapping, gnashing, it wouldn't be harder than a pinch if they found purchase. Her paws were clumsy, but Hazel played it off... fake it until you make it.

Hazel vs Basilisk for spar
Round 1/?
Age: under 1
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Skills: Beginner Hunter & Beginner Fighter
"Speech"