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Fortunately for her, Kaija wasn't left waiting long before someone answered her call. Rad, because she wasn't going to keep warm just lingering in these windy conditions, and these skinny little skeleton trees did little to keep her warm. She fought a shiver as the yearling came into view, giving her a friendly enough grin. She wasn't sure anyone would be crazy enough to want to spar in these conditions but she was glad to have found someone and she wasn't about to scare them off, not when she had a goal in min.

"Hey. Kaija," she introduced herself quickly, nodding as she took in Raka's appearance. She sure was pretty, but way too young for Kaija. Her horns stood out, not just because they were there but the way she had seemingly adorned them, adorned with bangles and gems. Pretty. And maybe painful, depending on if she knew how to utilize them in a fight. "Sure. I don't have much to offer though," she admitted, giving a little gesture as if to show she was lacking in material belongings. Unless maybe she didn't mean anything physical? Practically shivering now, another gust of wind caught her off guard and she braced herself against her, shifting her weight into a more defensive position as if she was waiting for the other girl to strike at any moment.

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