When it came to fighting... well, Hushsound king of pride himself on his skill. For months now he had been training in this new form, with his new sword, in order to make sure that he was the most prepared hero that he possibly could he, and he was glad to find that training had paid off for the most part. Of course, all the training in the world wouldn't make up for if he ran into something as powerful as a dragon, especially when considering his own tiny size, but it did mean that if a dragon did come along, Hush would know how to effectively get out alive without taking any major damages, granted he was fast enough. Even if he couldn't take on anything massive, he could take on things roughly his size, as well as things a bit bigger than him. A small part of him wanted to say that he could take on someone as big as Goldie, but that was mostly just the part of him that liked to embrace the fact that he was the "Hero of the Wild". For the most part, Hush was a fairly humble little male that only cared about his status as the Hero of the Wild because it meant that he could help others, but there were certain times where he felt a deep sense of pride because of his past, and what would hopefully be a good future as well, as long as he could be the hero he was meant to be.

The reason he was thinking of this all right now was because of the fact that there was a lass spar coming up in the typhoon, no doubt for the benefit of everyone to get in a bit of practice before the fight with the Pitt, and Hush had decided to do a bit of training beforehand. He knew that he wouldn't be able to use his sword in the sparring event, but he was still using it now, since he felt much more comfortable with the dagger sized blade in his jaws. It had taken a bit of time for him to find a couple of npcs his side to apart with him, but he eventually had, and he could feel the cocky little smirk on his face as they faced off against each other, one on one. Hushsound won each fight swiftly and nearly flawlessly, knocking down the npcs with the flat of his sword, since he didn't really want to seriously hurt anyone with the sharp sides and pointed of the blade. Once the npcs fell aside, panting and mumbling about how he had done a good job, the small golden cat felt a grin on his face as he fell back on his butt, dropping his sword and panting as well. It was a couple of moments before happy laughter began to bubble up from his mouth, the first real sound that Hush had produced out loud, aside from when Tanteri had been freaking out and Hushsound had reluctantly spoken.