The Sunspire ocean eyes

she caught his drift and it kind of embarrassed her.  she was already weak, pressing less meant that her touch was probably featherlight to the big, muscular dude before her.  oops.

sorry, she says with a laugh, trying to cover the anxiety that bubbled up in her stomach.  then came the part of the spar she wasn't looking forward to.  what was she supposed to.. do?  like.. attack him?

god.  what kind of enemy should she pretend he was?  was she just trying to subdue him?  she took a few paces back and full-force, with all of her might sought to.. crash into him and with less force, latch her teeth wherever they might land.

that was probably the dumbest thing she could do.. but like she said.  she ain't much of a fighter.