Ellis vs Freya

For a long moment Ellis just froze. She wasn't sure what she had been expecting, having shown up to the tourny and all with her herbs. But still, being asked to fight, even anyone, scared the woman to death. It was a spar she tried to remind herself, but that didn't do much to help. She wasn't a fighter. Gods above she wasn't a fighter! The healer tried to breathe in, glancing towards her golden opponent. Not much larger than she was, really. The female would glance at her herbs and, after a moment of hesitation, the female would grab up the herbs and move off to an area not so crowded, so she could come to face her opponent. There was no doubt in her mind that she was going to fail here, fail hard, and make Imperium look like a joke.

The healer would set her bundle of herbs down again, her gaze shifting to her opponent. Her ears would give a nervous twice, laying back closer to her head. Eyes would narrow slightly, though the shine of worry and uncertainty was clear. Her stance was widened, bent at the knees. Her tail was tucked, a whine, although quiet, would escape her. "You uh... you can go first." She would say softly. She was shaking, she was sure of it. 'I'm pathetic...' The female would think, clenching her teeth. She was going to need all the guidance of the gods to make it through this.

"Listen to me talk," 'but read my thoughts.'

"Settle down." Said my heart.
...and so here it was I would settle down.