Shake the Nerves

Lia had a lot of trepidation in regards to fight training, but her adoration for her Mistress meant she had to at least try. She wore the beautiful leather armour that Briar had gifted her. A paw occasionally moved to touch the supple leather, as she quietly admired the gift for the hundredth time.

“Is that an order?” there was a hint of amusement in her voice, but her face didn’t show it. Mostly she was nervous, but she was more confident around Briar then she was around most other wolves. If she had to learn to fight, she was at least grateful that it was with Briar.

They reached the training grounds, walking side by side to a point Briar decided upon. The handmaiden returned the nudge when it was given, another indication that her words were just teasing. A way to shave off some of her anxieties.

When they stopped, Briar set herself across from Lia, and the two women faced each other. Both horned, and Briar's tail braided behind her. “Perhaps… defensive? With our horns, perhaps?” She asked cautiously. She’d never fought with her horns before (which implied she had actually ever done any fighting) and she knew Briar would be the best person to teach her. Unlike Lia, Briar had had her horns all her life. And besides, lowering her head and fending someone off with her horns would keep them at bay. Maybe that would be a more comfortable way to fight.

WC: 251
Total: 509

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