My Focus Needs More Focus

Gossamer bit her lip as Lia explained her past life and the consequences that would result from her attacking a 'master'. She hadn't known much of Lia's history, only that she was some sort of servant in the Armada. Boy this was going to be a challenge. She had a few ideas that might help, but they were risky and she wasn't sure if she had the time. "Ahh… I can see why this is difficult for you. Hmmm…" She sat back a bit, her mind churning as she pulled over her thoughts. "Oh, don't worry. There's not really any reason to tell the warlord anything. I'm training you and you are indeed training. We'll get to sparring when we get there."

Gossamer stood. "I assume if your uh 'master' were under attack you'd defend them yes? There has been a group of coyotes lurking around the Armada's borders as of late. Kylfa has tracked them to their den site. Join me in driving off this threat."