Redhawk Caldera We'll always have Paris

Her brother was prompt, earning a grin from Wildfire. The juxtaposition of his friendly nudge and the question of, "Fightin' time?" made her giggle. Nonetheless, she bobbed her head. Wildfire then took a step back, looking him up and down. Goodness, he was getting huge! Perhaps it was a bad idea to pick a fight with someone who would almost definitely win due to sheer size and strength... but then she remembered that it would be fantastic practice to help her hone her speed and dodging skills. After all, most opponents would outstrip her in both height and weight, since she took after her little mother. But Fox was a fierce Warrior, so she could be one too.

"Bring it!" she eventually shouted (although her shout wasn't much louder than a regular speaking tone), bowing forward. She waved her rump and black tail in the air and thumped her paws on the ground, her yellow eyes boring into Nightjar's in challenge.