Sun Mote Copse P.S. I hope you're happy.

She chuckled at her godfather's bemused expression. He seemed equal parts curious and entertained by Towhee's antics, so she didn't make him wait before explaining, "Wraen asked me to make sure everyone's in good fighting shape. I know you're old hat at this sort of thing..." Her head tilted as she previously flashed back to the war they'd fought together. "But things have been pretty peaceful lately, so I want to make sure you don't get rusty," she finished, her mouth quirking into a playful smirk.

Without any other preamble, she launched herself at her uncle. Towhee didn't aim for contact, she simply hoped to startle a defensive reaction out of him so she could gauge how to pace this session.