know your enemy

Aoede had never been one to take a wolf by its word, maybe it was her upbringing or natural inclination not to trust strangers. So she didn’t trust Sitri any further than she could throw him. And she had every intention of throwing him. Sitri seemed surprised that she wanted him to back up his words with action, but that surprise swiftly dripped from his features to be replaced with determination. As Ao fell into her defensive position Ayla the dark coated fox appeared behind her, ready to back up her master.

For a moment she thought the young man was going to deny her a spar, but he had already been so much fun. He couldn’t tell her no now, and she was right. A smirk lit up her features in amusement as he finally agreed to her challenge. He didn’t attack her immediately but once he did Ao couldn’t be caught. He tried to wrap his legs around her as he lunged for her scruff but the girl was nothing if not fast. Her small paws moved her swiftly. As he lunged she leapt to the right, just out of his reach.

Aoede relied on her speed as she threw herself back towards him, aiming to shove herself into his shoulder and throw him off balance as he tried to recover from his first miss.
"Aoede Regni"