Beat down the doors

There's always something exciting, something electric about a raid. Hazel tosses her head, green eyes dancing. An eye on all of her warriors as they lock in their first fights, but she doesn't have to watch from the sidelines for long. A voice-- a girl! A battering ram! Hazel let go a laugh, echoing if not maybe a bit manic. Don't mention that bit. No, no one would get seriously injured today. She's in control, just having a good time. Promise. Swear.

A bit lighter, a bit shorter, Hazel maintains her balance as she absorbs the blow. It would be bruised and sore in the morning, but for now, the adrenaline is enough to mask any pain. "But we just got here!" The General grinned, lunging forward with a flash of her crystal fangs. She's happy to aim for the side of her opponent's face, her shoulder, really anything she can reach. Lunging with her teeth and an outstretched foreleg, movements a bit looser than usual. Trying something different, as this is a rare occasion where Hazel has the size advantage. There's something so gleeful about these fights. Raiding to train, sure. Today was a raid to raid, and a raid for the love of the game. Nothing better than that!

"Speech"