Starlight sword fight

It had been an interesting transition to go from living without much structure or responsibility to suddenly having the daily routine of the pack happening around her. She was throughly enjoying having the resources and knowledge she had been craving at her toe tips, but it has still been a lot to get used to. One thing that didn't really seem to want to change was her sleeping schedule. She saw a lot of the pack's warriors and hunters up pretty early in the day, going on morning patrols and the like, but she was so used to sleeping through the coldest parts of the morning and instead getting up later in the morning and staying up later into the evening than most. That was the case this evening as she leisurely strolled back into the castle gardens after taking a lap around the starlit plains. The skies were just so dazzling right now with the unbelievably bright moon dominating the sky and the insane bands of shifting light and color making a whole scene that she had never witnessed before in all of her travels. She remembered her father mentioning how it felt like you could see the whole sky from those plains and she didn't think he had been wrong.

As she moved back through the greenery and flowers of the garden, the sound of movement and that tale tell sound of metal swishing through the air caught her attention, making her ears perk with interest. Curious, she quietly moved though the garden toward the noise, eventually spotting Artorias' daughter through the trees and shrubbery. She hung back a bit where Ember wouldn't notice her, watching the midnight young woman gracefully swing and move with her sword almost like she was dancing. Of course Aylin still revered Artorias' skill with his blade and she felt like the style of fighting she was going for more closely mirrored his, but she also couldn't take her eyes off of Ember as she practiced her movements in the garden. She told herself it was because of the mastery that Ember seemed to have over her weapon despite being pretty young still, but the fact that Ember was so pretty certainly didn't help. After watching for a few more moments Aylin finally continued on through the garden, making sure she brushed against a bush or two to make a bit of noise in hopes that she wouldn't startle Ember too much with her approach.

"It looks like all you're lacking is a sparring partner," she said with a chuckle as she moved to stand across from Ember with a smirk. She knew she had little hope of winning against Ember at her current skill level, but that didn't stop her from wanting to feel Ember's fighting style in action. She turned her head to pull her own sword from its sheath, the steel gleaming in the moonlight and reflecting bits of the auroras that continued on above them. "Come on, lets spar again–with real blades this time." When she had trained with Ember and Artorias before the alpha had insisted they use dulled training swords, but she was feeling particularly daring this evening as she fixed her silver gaze on the beautiful girl in front of her. Maybe it was the intoxicating feeling of the night or something like that, but nothing sounded as good as a real spar in that moment.

WC: 570
Total: 1014 / 1500

"Aylin Adravendi"