Forge me in flames; Spar

Before today the girl had never entered the battleground, and her paw-steps where hesitant and reluctant as they made their way onto an open expanse. There was a taste in the air of pain and old blood that reminded her of wars told by elders. She perhaps would have found her way here eventually, she had been set on exploring after all. However it wasn't adventure that brought her here, not exactly anyway. Her brother had gone and gotten himself a kingdom and she knew that it would be her job to watch out for him ? nothing changed in the regard, only now the stakes where higher.



The lithe woman had not fought in a long while, she had no need. She had always relied on her agility, her freedom, she ran from the world, her steps in time to music only she could here. Bass had grounded her with his new dreams, the pack life he had settled down to and well she would not stay grounded forever she knew that she would need to change her ways for a little while. She needed practice, needed to remember how to fight, to strengthen her limbs and find it in herself to be battle-worthy. So here she was, standing in the battlegrounds, where she would push her feet out into a stance and throw back her head and howl for an opponent.

"Speech"