Redhawk Caldera May the force be with you

She grinned so broadly at his echoed declaration that Wildfire's cheeks felt like they might split. Her expression grew a bit more serious when Elwood straightened and began giving her an introduction to the trade. She listened attentively, drinking in every word. It wasn't just about offense; she would need to learn defense too. She was still iffy on what these concepts meant, though she trusted Elwood would show her.

The Beta crouched again, inviting Wildfire to attack so he could show her what he meant by defense. Despite her energy, enthusiasm and willingness to learn, she felt suddenly apprehensive. Could she really attack Uncle Elwood, even in jest? And could she bring herself to eventually attack others, for real? Could she truly learn how to fight and be fearless? She felt herself quailing. Her brows knit as she shot her uncle an uncertain glance, then dropped her gaze and chewed on her bottom lip. She felt abruptly flash frozen.