Haunted Wood seven devils in my house

maybe a wild @Vengeance?

she pulls her muzzle from the water, nose wrinkling at the slight smell of infection there. the wound Valour dealt is in a place that rule out any attempt at tending to it, save periodically shoving her face into the creek to numb and cleanse it. all that's done today is give her a headache, and so she shakes out her fur roughly before making her way to the log she'd found the previous night.

newly lacking in both a partner and teacher, both things she's becoming good at ignoring and not dealing with in the slightest, she's found instead an old, half-rotten log that serves as a practise dummy. as she starts practising the moves Cass had taught her, she feels entirely stupid at first. but as she falls into a rhythm, it gets easier, until she's entirely absorbed in the rhythmic attacks, each time attempting to move just a little bit faster.