And the trumpets they go~
09-06-2014, 10:07 PM
It had been so long since she had crossed anyone in battle. Not just a spar, but real, bloody, terrifying, thrilling battle. She wondered if a day would ever come when she would need those skills that she had spent much of her younger years finely honing. Of course she could still spar pretty much whenever she wished, but it just wasn't the same. No spars would have that same sense of rawness, of realness. Of course that didn't mean she was going to let herself fall out of practice. She would fight anyone who wished to test her, more than ready to begin training again now that she was getting settled into her new home. It was a nice enough place, the territory was pleasant. What she really wanted to do was get to know her new pack members and how their skills ranked up against her own. She hoped that she could judge how much training she needed to do for her fight with Sibelle by seeing how well trained the rest of the pack was. Of course, she didn't know if this was a good form of measurement or not, but it was the only thing she had to go on. She lifted her golden muzzle toward the sky and called out for a sparring partner, too eager to wait till she simply came across someone to spar. Speech Thought Others |