Too Big For Our Britches

Ulmaria snuck away from her uncle to the battlefield with the intent of finding a sparring partner and maybe getting some tips to beat him in a fight. She was growing more and more bold as she neared the six month mark of her life. She had her both companions with her so what could possibly go wrong? She scampered across the plains, looking for a good place to call for an opponent when she heard an eerie laugh break through the misty morning air.

Uh oh, what was that? She looked in the direction of the noise to see four messed up looking dogs (hyenas) step out of the mist. She immediately had the sense that something was wrong but she tried to play it off. "Oh, hi… I um, would someone want to spar with me?" Neither hyena spoke, instead all four charged and her heart leapt into her throat.