my mom could beat up your mom

Just as she was beginning to let her guard down, a brightly painted whirlwind of a girl nearly knocked her back on her butt with a ferociously happy greeting. Magdalene skidded to a stop before her and Lore backed up a few paces immediately, hackles raised. Don't turn and look for mommy. Don't turn and look for mommy. She just had to trust that Theory was still watching patiently just out of sight. Just like she trusted that Abraxas watched over her always. Steeling herself, Lore said a very small: "Hello." It was so quiet that the wind almost stole the word right from her.

She'd never interacted much with strangers - life in Avalon was quiet and serene, just the way she liked it. This girl, though, had a particular fire in her eyes when she said the word "explore," and Lore wondered if she'd ever feel that way about anything (she would, she would). "Spar..." she repeated dumbly, her brows furrowed. Oh, Abraxas above, this girl was going to think she was touched in the head. It took her a moment for her brain to catch up with the pulse-pounding anxiety that raced through her veins. Spar she could do. Sparring required a different kind of thinking entirely.

"Yes, let's!" she said sharply, making up her mind with a quickness. Don't look over your shoulder for mommy, DO NOT! Lore took a steadying breath and lifted up her heart to Abraxas. Guide me, let me strike true. After all, if she did that, whatever happened next was really out of her paws anyway. "Come at me!" Lore declared, trying to sound braver than she felt. She gripped the dirt with her claws and really dug in her hind legs for balance, making sure to tuck her ears and dip her chin to protect her throat like Thalia had taught her. This was more real than any spar she'd had with her siblings, even if it was just two puppies testing the waters.

Lore vs Magdalene for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Under 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Advanced Healer

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