Redsand Canyon onero

Not even a C for effort. Damn.

"Yeah, okay, if you say so." She nodded her big head, the lesson struggling to penetrate her thick skull. All she understood was that in Wolfville, there was no room for anything physically lesser than a prime fighter. In her current state, she was anything but.

"I'll, uh. I'll do better during spars. It's just the damn sickness not making me think right, 's all." 

Not that she truly planned to stick around. Diesel would keep her tail low in front of this new boss only for as long as it suited her. The moment better prospects showed themselves, she'll be gone like a fart in a hurricane.

yooo do you wanna keep going or should we wrap up?