the expert in battle moves the enemy, and is not moved by him

It was a cloudy day, with a light chill brushing over Avantika's fur, but it wasn't raining yet. If it ever would. Avantika was no sky-reader, but it smelled like rain and that was good enough for her. Still, she was going to go out and roam around. Maybe she'd get in another fighting lesson with one of the pups. She was having a lot of fun working with all of them, but there were still some she'd hadn't met yet.

She was standing out in the courtyard again. She liked the open air better than the enclosed, sometimes stuffy dojo. It was valuable if she wanted to work on using weapons, but that wasn't really her style of fighting. She'd have to work pretty hard to learn to use a sword as well as Art did, for example, since she hadn't been working on the skill since childhood like he had. She called out, inviting any pups to come for a fighting lesson.

"Speech"