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I will not bow, I will not break;
Despite the loose soil of the Weeping Woods, Atreyu remained sure-footed and graceful in her stride. She still heeded her teacher's warning though, careful where she placed her next step. At the sight of Maul and Cinder, Bigs ran to greet his friends with excited barks and a tail wag that wiggled his entire body. Alaric told her then that they would be working on an offensive move, and Atreyu felt a rush of excitement, about time they got to the good stuff. Atreyu was more than ready to learn, she would need all of the training she could get if she was to make a permanent home for Judila.

"I am ready. Bigs can play with Maul and Cinder for a while." She said warmly, setting her defenses in place. Her legs splayed a shoulder width apart for balance, tail out behind her for stability, her head lowered to protect her throat, hackles raising as adrenaline coursed through her veins. Finally, Atreyu squinted her eyes just like he had taught her, just in case her teacher decided to play dirty. This was just a lesson, though, not a spar or fight. Alaric had taught her well, however, and Atreyu did her best to apply his teachings in every opportunity to practice.

"Talk." || Think || 'Hear.'