DOWN BY WILLOW SQUARE ☆ training dummies

[wormwood.]

Suvi... Kiira, the name he knew her best by, was the next soul to arrive at the scene, her small form padding over silently. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, shyness and worry clear in her multicolored gaze, before she made the rest of the trek forward. Wormwood felt the faintest of frowns tugging at his muzzle as she approached, knowing full well that even though it seemed in Kiira's name to be nervous and just the slightest bit shy, he had definitely added onto her hesitation with the whole Roman incident. Part of him wanted to explain that he hadn't been entirely in control of himself, motivated by anger that was being stoked by the hellhound form he had at the time, but he also didn't want it to seem like he was making excuses for the horrible injuries that he had inflicted upon the Pittian. He still wasn't sure that he entirely regretted his actions, especially considering that the Pitt had now captured his son, but he could at least say that he regretted doing it in front of others. He was lucky that Moth hadn't been conscious to realize what he had done, but Kiira certainly had been awake, both for his injuries, and for the final brutal blow inflicted by Beck. Worm could certainly understand the fear that held her back for a moment, and he felt himself glancing shamefully away for a moment, his large paws shifting on top of one of the overstuffed dummies.

When Kiira mentioned that she didn't think the dummies looked that bad, he blinked at her and bit down on the inside of his cheek before rumbling softly as he looked down at them, "They're not in the worst state that they could be in, but I still need to restuff them. Like this, when I attack them, they'll just kind of explode into hay, and that won't be very good for practicing anything." He chuckled a bit, offering Kiira a small smile before beginning to undo the twine holding together one of the overstuffed dummies, watching as it gradually fell apart, hay falling out onto the ground around it. He then said as he shifted his wings upon his back, stretching out a bit before pulling another dummy over to undo it, "It isn't that bad though. It shouldn't take me too long to redo these, and it's not like I wanted to fight today. I just wanted you have them prepared so that I could get in a bit of training before the next time we take on the Pitt." He winced a bit as he mentioned the Pitt, realizing that might upset Kiira a bit, but then shook it off. After all, it wasn't as if Kiira could just completely ignore the presence of the Pitt right now, especially considering that they were public enemy number one to pretty much every group except for themselves at the moment.

[glow=black,2,300]THE FREEDOM OF FALLING[/glow]