Morning Stretch
03-23-2014, 11:08 AM
Valhalla had quite a few gammas it seemed, but Chrysanthe was curious. How many of them had skills to match their rank? She herself could use a good bit of practice, she hadn't really taken the time to spar since loosing sight in her right eye. The woman would trot over the plains, her feet carrying her swiftly through the grasses before she stopped atop a small incline of a hill that would be just perfect for what she had in mind. Feeling up to the challenge and hoping that she would get a good competitor, the woman would call for any nearby gamma that was up for a friendly spar.
On the battlefield she would have put up her defenses before she made the call, but here she was more relaxed. Still, her ears were perked atop her head as she listened for footsteps. Her toes were splayed, and her nails dug into the ground as she waited for her opponent. The sun beat down on her back, warm against her coat - the summer heat would be something that they would both have to battle through, but the weather was ideal - dry ground was much better than slick surfaces, which was why she had chosen to call for someone around noontime opposed to the morning which she enjoyed so much.
Once she had made the short howl, she would patiently await the lupine that would undoubtedly be her opponent. Perhaps she would end up sparring with someone she knew.
On the battlefield she would have put up her defenses before she made the call, but here she was more relaxed. Still, her ears were perked atop her head as she listened for footsteps. Her toes were splayed, and her nails dug into the ground as she waited for her opponent. The sun beat down on her back, warm against her coat - the summer heat would be something that they would both have to battle through, but the weather was ideal - dry ground was much better than slick surfaces, which was why she had chosen to call for someone around noontime opposed to the morning which she enjoyed so much.
Once she had made the short howl, she would patiently await the lupine that would undoubtedly be her opponent. Perhaps she would end up sparring with someone she knew.