07-15-2020, 05:52 PM
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She sparred with Séamus from time to time. Her father never fought fair though, but she bet that was the point. Keona flicked her ear as she padded up, pale hues locking on Michael for a moment. Her tongue clicked. She did not want to spar against him if "weak" was the expectation there.
The tiny fae listened quietly as her friend made his question known. She figured no claws, at the very least. No good having unnecessary injuries. The rest was up to Roxie, since she called the session.
If I fall, get knocked down, pick myself up off the ground
It'd been... Some time since the tiny Dealer sparred anyone. There was an expectation, she supposed. One she was avoiding. Between her size and the sight she'd been born without... She didn't spar often because she didn't want to deal with pity. With light expectations.She sparred with Séamus from time to time. Her father never fought fair though, but she bet that was the point. Keona flicked her ear as she padded up, pale hues locking on Michael for a moment. Her tongue clicked. She did not want to spar against him if "weak" was the expectation there.
The tiny fae listened quietly as her friend made his question known. She figured no claws, at the very least. No good having unnecessary injuries. The rest was up to Roxie, since she called the session.