Only Death Can Stop Me

Zhavvi instantly yelped when she felt a force onto her paw, she realized soon enough that it was her trainer that did that to her. She let out a growl in protest but then stepped back. "I was only saying that--- Nevermind," he then spoke. "Yes I want to. Come at me again," she spoke determinedly. Zhavvi was not a quitter even though her paw hurt terribly as she put force onto it. She only wanted to prove herself more now, so Kivi would see that she was totally willing to listen and learn.

Zhavvi readied her self for an attack of her trainer. She would block the attack. Her muscles were tightened and they would protect her bones. Zhavvi had just reached the yearling age. She was no where close to fleshing out. She hoped that she would still reach the height close to her father, maybe just a bit smaller. Plus she would flesh out with her growing muscles of course.