Careful on those spinning wheels

Voodoo did suppose it was a good thing she really wasn’t unhinged. She’d always been the quiet onlooker thus she felt like a fool crawling back to alphas who had defeated her in the first place. Her judge of character was obviously broken. Then again she grew up thinking of herself as a princess given her family. Yet her family was long gone, scattered to the winds and she found herself wanting to forge a new path forward. So when the boy interrupted her thoughts the lights of the Aurora came into focus again. She smiled, this was perfect. It seemed she was not the only one looking to expend some extra energy. Plus he seemed like a gentleman. She recognized the armada scent on the male. She knew of them, some of her family history was there. But she had other plans now.

"Never seen something quiet like it, makes you wonder." she said and turned to face him. "Voodoo, I’d gladly take up the opportunity for a spar." the fact he approached her just made her think he may be bold. One never knew when the other face they were talking to were civil. Then again she didn’t think she’d make any friends if she stayed alone as she was. The girl moved back a bit to face him head on. Her tail moving outwards as she began her defenses. Making note of the light provided in the dark night. This would definitely be an interesting spar.