Redsand Canyon I prefer the pain, you tellin’ me

As Leigh trotted towards the wolf and acknowledged his sweet greeting with a smile, her ears lifted as she listened to Donovan's request. Although she wasn't necessarily in the mood to spar, the woman decided to give in as she knew she needed the training. Besides, her friend had asked so kindly, it was the least she could do.

"That would be nice. I think it'd be good for me to start training, anyways." Adding a nod to solidify her answer, her bright eyes kept a steady watch over Donovan. The last time they had a spar together he had caught her off guard and the she-wolf ended up with what at least felt like a broken shoulder the day after. This time Leigh would be ready.