Duck Lake I Second That Emotion

i started a roll thread for us here.

he agrees...in not so many words; and though there is a brief moment while praimfaya considers that she shouldn't be testing the boundaries of her very recently healed wounds she is quick to squash it. how would she ever learn what she was truly capable of if she didn't push herself to the very edges of her limits? age before beauty, he teases and praimfaya lets out a snort that morphs into a small bubble of laughter. sha. she agrees in a slip of trigedasleng and doesn't bother to correct herself; tone made it clear enough that she was agreeing to the terms of spar initiating.

she rolls her shoulders for a moment, frostbound gaze hard as she studies him for a moment, muscles of her shoulders tensing with the familiar tension of a spring about the snap. a grin pulls at the edges of her lips, ready to feel the familiar trill and high of a spar as she launches herself at him, eyes on his right shoulder, feigning and aiming for his left at last second.