No Back Stabbing

It seemed that Aresenn had called them for battle training and a spark ran through her nerves, setting them ablaze. She missed her mother’s brackets. Though there were a group fighting sessions it wasn’t ever focused on teamwork, it was about coming out on top. But her eyes flickered to Ze at the memory. Knows he was probably thinking of the same exact childhood.

Ely had tuned out the banter of those around her so she wasn’t exactly fully aware of all who’d joined her to Aresenn summons. Until Absinth spoke. She found her eyes flickering to the Monochrome woman and a warm smile followed. There was something about her that Ely couldn’t put her paw on but she liked it.

“And if they do see through it?” She called out. She was trained for one on one, maybe two on one but past that she wasn’t prepared.

So she would train, she run whatever practices Aresenn asked if her. She moved from her brothers side to step towards Aresenn. She definitely had some questions for him.