Luck had been a little late to the spar. When she arrived, Fate had already made his first move, his big form tangling up with Felicien. Luck watched with wide blue eyes, and she moved back, sitting a good several feet away from the two boys and lying down in the soft grass. She didn't plan on becoming a fighter like her brother did. The girl was more into hunting than anything else. Herbs were too boring, and fighting was too...well, violent. Hunting was right there in the middle. Plus, she had a pretty small build, and was swift when she needed to be. It was the perfect plan! But it'd be just her luck if she turned out a fighter, or maybe a student in the medical field.
"Go, Fate! Go, go, go!" She yapped from the corner, her feathery tail thumping at the ground playfully as the boys continued to spar. Sitting here, she decided to be his little cheerleader. To be supportive and to help him feel more confident in what he was doing. Besides, what else did she have to do? Just watching these two wrestle and bark was no fun if you didn't add a little hype to it!
