frankly, my dear, i don't give a damn

Oh, okay, well um… so apparently the whole pushing back thing wasn’t working at all either. Beauregard let out a small grunt as he pushed a little harder against the ground but, unfortunately, the woman before him wasn’t moving any further. His tail lashed back and forth with a hint of frustration at the situation but that quickly melted away to amusement.

He relaxed his body, letting his weight be evenly distributed back across his paws. His ears came up to a pointed forward and his eyes opened back to their natural position. His lips curled upward into a smile and he dropped his blade, starting to laugh.

“Alright, alright! I give, uncle! Haha.” He wasn’t sore about losing at all; quite the contrary. He was impressed. Whoever this woman was she wasn’t new to the battle scene at all. It was different than his spars with Kendrick and Alessa. It just meant he had much more to learn.