Moonspear in the still of the night

He was eager to show off whatever he could to his older sister, and Vela was an opponent he could match far more evenly. Jarilo's defenses still needed polishing, but he was eager and always keen to keep moving--so even on guard, he could make for a fluid target. At the face of her onslaught, he invited her close and when her shoulder struck, he used the momentum she brought to let her motions crumble him, but he was lightning fast to bring his legs back beneath him, maneuvering best he could in a quick roll back to upright. Along the way he did feel her teeth pinch at his side, but he didn't let it bother him and instead focused on getting back to his feet. There, he grinned, and although where her contact had been made smarted a bit, he was not deterred enough to even think twice before he launched back at her, aiming to nip at her underbelly and truly rally back to any and all blows she could bring.

And as they volleyed back and forth, offense and defense shifting, Jarilo's heart raced--joy, aggression, pride, as he could clash his teeth with his sister and have her push him back just the same. He was coming to enjoy the rush more than ever before, especially now that he could stand a chance of his own. He delighted in this absolutely and had no intentions to stop until Hydra guided them otherwise or they found their rightful conclusion in one way, and that was just the way he wanted it.

i'm wrappin! <3