battling against self doubt

The spar came to an end, Hazel disengaging to catch her breath. There was still the question of her weak right side, something she noticed even she was going easy on the pup. Not that she'd admit to going easy on her either. Still, the pup was sprawled on the ground before her. Hazel reached out, offering the girl her paw. "Well fought, you got me good with those claws." There was a sincerity in her words, one that she doesn't have to force. "Want a hand?" Right, Kite probably couldn't see that she was trying to help, not yet.

Hazel cast a glance at the sky, figuring the sun would be setting soon. From what she understood, at least from overhearing bits and pieces of Halo's hushed conversations, things were easier for Kite in the dark. "Do you want to talk about that fight?" It was an offer, one that the pup was free to refuse. Still, if she was going to be a the highest of the high ranking fighters, then Hazel would need to learn how to give lessons. Maybe this could be the first one, and they could learn together.

"Speech"