En Garde!

She made her way to a more secluded area of the Moore. Her coat glowed semi-brightly as she used it to guide herself across the darkened grounds, the moon hanging overhead but the mists making it difficult for its rays to shine through. She held a wooden staff of sorts in her jaws, something she wanted to try and practice with. She had never fought with any sort of weapon or used any sort of armor that wasn't a part of her. Teeth and claws were the only things that she had ever used to fight, and so far...it had been enough. But would it always be? She often saw many others using things to help them fight. Some sort of weapon, armor, companions even...she had managed to hone her use with her saber fangs and claws, and now she had to learn with the pair of antlers that had grown on her crown over the spring season. It was still something she was getting used to, and she wondered how she could use them to her advantage either offensively, defensively, or both. The only problem was...she needed someone else to help her practice. A tree or other inanimate object only helped so much, and she'd feel silly trying to whack something that wasn't a living target.

As she reached her destination, she spotted the familiar form of Amorielle. The cream and russet girl seemingly musing about something as she stood in front of one of the strange stones that sat hidden in the mists of the Moore. "Hey Amory, are you busy?" She approached, placing the staff on the ground as the other girl turned to greet her.

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