Mariposa padded her way into the Battlefield, looking around. She was sure many souls were fought here, and some maybe even lost, but all she wanted was a friendly game of spar. Nothing more, nothing less. The black beauty sat neatly on her haunches and remembered back to the fight she had been in with Cateleya. Her wound on her neck was healing fairly quickly and would be finished healing in about a week's time. She had enjoyed fighting, and since she was in the battlefield, why not a friendly spar?? The black beauty would lift herself up from her haunches and open her maw, portraying a call for a spar out into the air to any willing passenger who cared to fight with the woman.
