No Mediocre

*Misha* · 07-17-2014, 02:55 PM

She would walk with confidence into the battlefield, a hop in her walk, a bounce in her step. This girl was turning into a badass, it was bound to happen. She was still inexperienced in the art of sparring, but practice never hurt.Now, she wasn't looking for a full on blood bath, but her last fight with the pup Signy had been too easy for her.
Misha would stop on the barren land and tilt her crown back with a howl, calling for anyone to answer her spar offer. Hopefully someone would answer it soon enough. The brown woman would sink to her haunches and sit, waiting for an opponent to show up.

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