Duck Lake I Second That Emotion

Collision had already considered the girl was likely the warrior type. There was something strong about her and she exuded confidence. She had approached him with no fear or tentative nature. Something that was unfamiliar. He was often cautious in whom he decided to approach for the simple fact he did not warrant unnecessary attention. A small chuckle fell from his mouth at her matter-of-fact description and he nodded in agreement. He supposed that was why they chose to do much of anything. 

 Her suggestion of a spar did not take long to consider and Collision turned towards her with a quick hum of agreement. He didn't want to make the first move. It was not his nature to do so. He was a guard (aspiring to be a highly skilled one) and so felt his skills were better on the [initial] defensive. "Age before beauty," He kidded about her youth, though did not honestly take her any less seriously for it. She could be a well-skilled warrior even in her youth. He had been. Of course, he was out of practice. He slid into a defensive stance and tucked his head slightly across his neck. He'd soon see her definition of friendly.