Unwilling, but Able
05-04-2014, 02:28 AM
Curiosity never left Odette's personality. She would be stuck with it for life, even if it killed her. A part of her assumed that once she moved onto the next life, curiosity would go with her. She would not be phased by that flaw she carried; in fact, she would embrace it and let it guide her whenever it rose to the surface. Today, she was drawn to the lone howl of one of her many relatives. Cael was her cousin, she safely assumed, but it wasn't just his call that drew out her interest. She felt the electricity of fighting in the air and she had to answer. Her muscular form left the safety and warmth of her den as she carried herself across the plains. She had trained with Chrysanthe earlier that morning, making sure to keep all the vital places on her body safe from attacks. Defenses were slowly getting better and she hoped to keep it up. Red and blue eyes twinkled as thoughts of that morning's spar swirled along with the potential moves her cousin would be using in his battle. She didn't have to wait long, for she vastly approached the scene. Rather than be in the way, Odette chose a spot next to Erani's boulder. With keen eyes, she watched. So far, the spar had started by the wolf known as Arwel. She didn't personally know him, but figured that she would enjoy a spar with him in the future. Cael didn't look too sure of himself, but Odette understood. When she had first started practicing, she had been nervous and unsure about where to step each paw. Now, after a few sessions, she was more eager to learn different ways to advance her movements. Her tail lightly tapped against the ground as the spar commenced. "Speech" |
