March had been taking things slow. Doctor's orders unfortunately, though she doubted her mother had much medical knowledge. It didn't make her any less correct though, and the pup hadn't been quite so eager to spend her winter outside just yet. This season was focused on frequent walks, exercise. Building her strength back up slowly, so she could get used to weight on her paws.

Didn't stop the itch though. She wanted to help, to learn as much as her siblings had. More importantly, she wanted to fight. She could only channel so much into running, sometimes you needed someone to bite. She had plenty baggage hanging around, and she was ready to put it to use. She called, message clear in tone. It was not a loud howl, it didn't have to be. She hoped to kill two birds with one stone in this meeting, a step towards the life that had been taken from her, and one towards becoming a proper part of the pack.

Though Thalia wasn't necessarily familiar with Proserpina's children she knew of their existence, and the fact that they were Abraxas by blood was enough for her. Aerie's numbers in general were lower than she wanted them to be and their family overall was spread painfully thin now; it was important to her that the youngest members of the family were guided in the right direction, taught to be strong and unwavering, and taught the power of the Fallen God. She didn't know exactly what Proserpina had taught her children but Thalia had no qualms about helping aid in their training. That was why she didn't hesitate to respond to one of them calling for someone to spar with them. The Abraxas were fighters, whether they wanted to be or not - and she fully intended to help guide them toward what they were destined to be. Thalia slowed down when she neared the ravine, zeroing in on the source of the call. The yearling she found was taller than her but much ganglier, though it was hard to tell if it was due to her age or simply how she was built. Either way she'd make no presumptions about the girl's skills, instead giving her a slow nod as she approached. "Sounds like you're in the mood for a spar?" Thalia asked plainly, her expression void of much expression besides plain curiosity.

She did not recognise the woman who approached, but she smelled of the pack, which put March more at ease. Or maybe more, as the anxiety crept in again. Would she think she was good enough? Would she be ousted if she messed up too bad? She hated those feelings, knew that they were idiotic and a waste of her energy. It didn't make it any easier to deal with them though.

The other lady was older, heavier set. March had a couple of inches on her, but she didn't know how much that'd really count when it came down to it. "Yeah." To be honest, she wasn't quite sure what she had been looking for when she called. Just something she could learn from, or some advice. It felt a bit early to throw herself into the fray, but she'd do it. "And maybe some feedback, if you could manage it. Who's going first?"

Thalia studied her, her expression neutral but scrutinizing. Though she hadn't been entirely sure a spar was what the girl was looking for, but she'd heard the slight edge of frustration in her voice and she was glad she'd made a good guess. Slowly she nodded in understanding, shifting her weight where she stood. "Sure," came her easy answer. She was glad to jump right into things and skip the small talk. Who would start? She gave a low hum as she considered it. Instead of answering though she simply charged the younger wolf, lowering her center of gravity and diving straight toward her. Of course she wasn't aiming to do any real damage, just to hopefully throw her off balance. At the last second, Thalia swung around to her side, aiming to bring her right paw up and down onto Marchosias' shoulder, hoping to disrupt her balance from the get-go. She was curious to see how she reacted to being lunged at unprompted, deciding she'd make her next move based on that. Thalia vs Marchosias for Spar Round 1 / ? Age: Over 1 Year Size: Large Build: Heavy Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

The woman agreed swiftly, and March too was grateful they had gotten to the point of the interaction quickly. She was not an impatient wolf, simply an unsocialised one. Any attempt at small talk would be stunted and slow, and she feared it'd leave a negative impression too early. She much preffered to demonstrate her worth with her quick pace and sharp teeth, not with honeyed words and empty exaggerations. Maybe her opponent was the same.

March was startled by the sudden approach, embarrassed by the way her muscles springed in aimless reaction, no thought or preparation behind her movements. She had surrendered control of the fight from the moment it began, and she knew what it could cost her. Though this time, this was more about learning than winning, and she felt that the woman would not hold her inexperience against her. Or at least, she hoped so.

She recoiled back, a pointless, frightened backstep costing her precious time. Her opponent shifted trajectory towards March's flank, a strong forearm rearing back to strike her shoulder. Knowing the window for a counter was slipping, she tried to lean into the offense as much as she could, shoving her shoulder towards the body of her opponent in a forceful shove, hoping that her momentum might throw her attacker's balance off instead, or at the very least keep her own.

Marchosias vs Thalia for spar
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Navigator

Though she charged without warning, she hardly meant any harm to the youngster, instead wanting to get a feeling for where her skills truly were at. Most fights of any consequence happened unprompted and it was good to know whether she'd be even a little bit prepared for such a thing or not. If she was caught completely by surprise Thalia hoped she could teach her a thing or two about preparedness if nothing else. Such a lesson would be good for any wolf, no matter their skill level.

Marchosias clearly didn't anticipate her to initiate the fight so suddenly and she reeled back, though not entirely. Quickly she reacted and shoved her weight forward, hard into Thalia's stomach. It was a good move and she made a mental note to tell the young wolf that she'd made a good decision in diving into the fight rather than trying to dodge her movements entirely. That could easily spell a worse outcome than facing her head-on, especially if she made a misstep. The force was enough to make her pause for a moment before attempting to bring her paw higher and down on the girl's shoulders. While she did that she aimed a bite at the side of her neck, hoping to hold onto her scruff and overpower her.

Thalia vs Marchosias for Spar
Round 2 / 2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Large
Build: Heavy
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual