En Garde!

"Oh good! I was hoping to catch you at a time when you weren't busy, so this is perfect!" She flashed a grin, her fur pulsing brightly for a moment as she placed a paw on the staff. "You have an interest in fighting too, right? I wanted to ask if you wanted to train with me today. I'm used to fighting others about the same size as me, but I've little experience fighting others that are smaller," Amorielle was significantly smaller than she was. Other than Noelle, maybe a couple of others, but as far as she was aware, Noelle wasn't a fighter. The partially blind woman preferred a healing touch, not a harming one. She had made weapons and armor of her own, but she wanted to practice with something that was completely different. The staff, after all, would have to be held in her mouth. Her teeth were her greatest weapon along with her claws, and she wanted to see how she'd fare without the use of her teeth in combat should she one day need to fight in a different manner.

She caught Amorielle's nod and answer, which caused her tail to wag as she stepped back a few paces. "Alright, I'm ready when you are!" She set her defenses, spreading her legs for balance, toes splaying into the dirt and her eyes narrowed. The staff was gripped firmly between her teeth, the narrower end in her mouth with the wider end hanging several inches past. She tested its weight before, and she tested it again now just in case. The mist and fog that swirled around them would certainly do well to keep her on her toes. After all, Amorielle was smaller, lighter, and probably faster on her feet than Tel could ever be. She was by no means a hefty woman, but Tel's size and midsize bulk certainly wasn't as agile as someone with Amory's build.

She took a deep breath, waiting for the Adravendi girl to begin.

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