we do talk about fight club

Modesty probably should have warned Korona that the stick was unwieldy and she would be better off using her paws and jaws, but, Modesty was not a fighter, and some lessons were best learned the hard way. As tough as that might be. "Kor, he's got speed over your bulk, might be time to ditch the stick," she offered encouragement anyway, unsure if her daughter would take her advice or not.

Lyra moved off to fight one of Kenway's cattle dogs and she was quite impressed. She did well to make space between herself and the dog and then aim for its shoulder. Ken's dogs were wiley though, and quick to dump the child in the dirt. "Good job Lyra, sometimes it's better to bite and release rather than hold, you're a smaller target, they'll figure out just how to get you if you stay in one spot..." The ermine was putting on a lovely demonstration of just that, tackling not one but two of her children. It had enough spirit, she started considering keeping it around.

Sagittarius pulled on the ermine's tail, and Modesty cringed, waiting for Kor's stick to whack her sister in the face. "If you're pairing up make sure to keep an eye on each other too. Friendly fire isn't." She warned before turning her attention to Corsair. He didn't quite understand the brief when she told the kids to pair off with something different did he? Herding instincts, versus herding instincts... But then again, he wasn't a dog either.

She saw him celebrate an early victory, only to be immediately sent scuttling. A grin pulled at the corner of her lips, "Remember, keep your eyes on your opponent, even if you think you've got them beat."

She looked to Gilda just in time to see Urtur braced to buck, she wasn't quite big enough yet to really pin the wolverine. "Don't forget guys, you're small now, but you will get bigger. What might not work now, might work down the track. Good job everyone."

"speech"