I'm too perfect for you

Speaks. The tall sooty mistress studied the expression from the red-headed queen as she casually made her way closer to her. Eyes would raise to her, a single forelimb slowly raising up to her bruised chest as she questioned her condition at the moment. No...she didn't want to seem weak. But maybe it was too late to deny that she was. After all...she did put on a groan 'n cringe show for the queen as her chest began to filter the horrific agony. damn rocks. ruining her future. Deirdre winced and tipped her muzzle downward, drawing her salmon tongue along her sore chest with an uneasy smile.
The topic seemed to instantly change, to Deirdre's relief. She began to answer her statements and questions...the one in which she mentioned the pair of them being alike. She seemed a bit bemused by it. Almost confused. But the sooty dame ignored the confused look, and paid in on her next response about her pack. "It was passed to me by the former queen after proving my loyalty and ability." Loyalty and ability. Deirdre raised a brow curiously.
Her tail finally ceased to thump and instead, it curled around her paws again. She smirked and nodded. A spar...a spar was on the woman's mind. Just a fun little practice spar. Maybe to bring the pair closer as friends. Not because she wanted to be the most liked and appreciated in her pack...but just to be friendly. After all...Deirdre did need some spar practice. She felt fat and useless.
"If you are interested, you are welcome to come to Ethereal. I warn you now, though, you will get nothing you do not earn." Instead of growing excited and jumpy, Deirdre just nodded with a brief smirk. That spar was still on her mind. And she would blurt out her thought to the queen. But...nicely. Not, "I think your weak fight me," but... "Wanna spar, for fun?" The sooty woman knew not of what this red-head was capable of. She knew not of the flawless skilled she held. But maybe this was the chance to find out... I understand completely. But yes, I would love to join you...
Deirdre paused for a moment, smirk fizzling for a moment and becoming an easy smile. Spar... Though I wanted to ask...if you were interested in sparring with me sometime. A friendly spar. The woman slowly removed her tail from her paws, rear lifting to align with her long spine. She turned her head and grinned, brow raising yet again with interest. Was the queen willing...or was she too busy...?