battling against self doubt

Hazel gently pulled the pup to her feet, trying not to knock her back over in the process. With her clumsy nature, the red and pale yearling was also one to stumble right back onto her face when someone was trying to help. "You did, managed to draw blood on me and everything." The words came with a grin, leaning down to lick at the wound. Not a serious wound, no, just a scratch from the sharp claws of the pup, but Hazel almost hoped it would leave a little scar. Something to show off on Kite's behalf.

"I do want, I'm going to be the General some day, so I should know how to teach." She smiled to herself. The ambition in her was growing back, growing stronger by the day. It had taken some time, but there was yet another fire that would never go out. That fire living inside her... yeah, that was good. "Can you tell me something you think you did well that fight?" Hazel posed the question to the pup, watching her face carefully. They'd start with the good things, or at least one of them. That seemed to make sense.

"Speech"