En Garde!

Tel seemed glad that she wasn't busy right now, and she was curious to know why. The answer would come quick enough, with Tel's words pulling a small grin from the small rustic and white wolf.  She nodded. "Of course, I'd be delighted to help you!" After all, she needed the practice, too. She had been focused more on her plants than her fighting lately, and it was time she brushed up on that, too. She didn't have a weapon or anything of her own, didn't think she really needed them just yet. Not until she sparred a little more to see where she needed to improve before bringing in the use of tools to aid her. She was faster than most, so she relied on her smaller size and agility over brawn. Her magpie sat on the stone above her, but she wasn't going to use her in this fight. The mist and fog that swirled around them made the field visibility difficult, anyway. Even though the pair were no more than a couple of yards apart. As Tel stepped back and prepared herself, Amorielle took a deep breath and exhaled, closing her eyes for a moment to steady her breathing and to get her thoughts together for their practice spar.

She was inexperienced in this field, she had to admit. But hey, she knew Tel wasn't one to judge. Opening her eyes, she flashed a grin before darting forward, small paws drumming a quiet path to close the distance between herself and the elvish dire wolf. She feinted to her left before ultimately moving to her right, looking to dive past Tel as the taller woman swung her staff towards her. Amorielle managed to dodge it, ducking her head and lowering her body to the ground as it barely blew over her back, but missed her by a hair. She turned her head in towards Tel's ribs, teeth aimed there as she nipped at the woman, but not with enough force to draw blood before racing past until she had done a semi-circle around Tel, coming up on the woman's other flank without breaking a sweat.

WC: 1,214/1,500

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think