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Ness figured that if she aspired to be like this wolf, then she would need to take up similar hobbies as well. Sparring piqued her interest— she'd never been much of a fighter, but had always considered herself incredibly capable of it. Back on the vigorous terrain of her birthplace, there'd been little time or energy to spare fighting one another (even in practice), when tiring out their prey by sheer dogged perseverance had been more pertinent to their survival. At least Ness could be counted on for stamina, if nothing else.

"Learning..." she repeated thoughtfully, ears twitching as the breeze quietly rustled their stark surroundings. "What about teaching? I've never tried fishing— water's too cold where I'm from— and I'd like to learn. I could use some fighting techniques too. Can't ever be too safe if I'm gonna be scoutin' around for The 'Spear."