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

To an untrained eye, it might have seemed like her godfather had gone senile and failed to react at all (a thought which made Towhee smirk because of its utter absurdity). She had seen the way he crouched slightly, dropping his center of gravity and bracing himself for an attack. It was impressive, really; he moved with an age-defying swiftness while demonstrating a confidence in his own ability to take the brunt of such an attack without a proper dodge.

"I could say the same," she playfully rejoined at his comment before sliding back a few steps. "I think it's safe to say your defensive tactics don't need much work. But let's see how you do with offense. Come at me," Towhee invited with a playful growl and an energetic wiggle, "bro." She had to add that part just 'cause it made her laugh.