Altar of Twilight party time, excellent

She might lose. In fact, she probably would lose. She had trained as a Warrior and even used her skill set in a serious capacity a handful of times. However, Eigma had been probably been fighting tooth and nail her entire life. Although the odds were not in her favor, Wildfire still felt her heart drumming with excitement as she waited for her opponent's first move. No matter the outcome, it would be fun, not to mention good practice.

Her amber eyes flashed curiously when Eigma took a few steps backward. Wildfire didn't budge from her position. In the next instant, she dove toward the youth like a furry gray rattlesnake. This time, the Warrior apprentice did move. She darted to the side to avoid Eigma's snapping teeth. Not a single fang so much as brushed her, which Wildfire found curious. It was almost like her opponent wasn't really trying. Perhaps she was worried about making hard contact, since it was only a spar? It didn't occur to her that Eigma was actually testing her.