Its just a little snow

The snow was coming down hard.

Wren could barely see through the slight blizzard, squinting her blue depths at the world around her. It seemed like months when it was only barely the season starting... Coming to the land, that is. She approached the Battlefield with the intent to spar in a friendly manner. She had no interest in petty squabbles.

A young woman around her age (if she had to guess) was there already. Wren lifted her head to call out a greeting before approaching. In this snowfall, it was just polite to do. Who knew if the woman could see her? She didn't want it to be a surprise or anything. "You called?" she asked "I'll spar with you."

Wren tucked her chin to make sure she was at least defensive, squaring her shoulders and curling her tail. She gave a curt nod to the red hued woman to begin.

"Speech"
152 WC / 303 WC total