Hit Me With Your Best Shot

The Battlefield was hardly what Kaija would call one of her favorite places, but it certainly was a place and that was fine by her. Didn't really matter where she went these days, she just kept moving, rarely staying somewhere for long at all anymore. It wasn't like she ever had a goal in mind, not really, but lately she felt even more aimless and all over the place than usual. Despite her lack of direction she'd had a slight interest in continuing to sharpen her fighting skills. She'd never had formal training and she liked to think she could kick someone's ass if she had to, but she wanted to be completely sure of that.

Finding an opponent here wasn't usually too hard. Instead of calling for someone, Kaija too decided to just take a stroll and see what found her. Though she expected to run into someone, she hadn't expected to see someone who looked so unusual - like she, the tusked woman, was one to talk. Medusa caught her eye with her strange skeleton-like markings and, interest piqued, Kaija headed her way.

Maybe she'd been open to a little spar, and if not, maybe the other woman would at least be marginally entertaining. "Hey, any chance you're lookin' to practice some fighting?" Kaija called out once she was within earshot, not grinning quite yet but her tail curled above her back, waving in a friendly arc.