Redsand Canyon Until tomorrow comes, this is how we run

Tierra had been asked to stay behind (aka not invited) on the trip to the "royal" neighbors and she was a bit salty over it. She was happy to be able to hang out with her mom and probably meet her siblings soon, but they were royalty. They lived in a palace. Her teen heart broke just thinking about it.

They were also coyotes, at least a lot of them, which meant they probably looked as funky as that one boy she'd met a while back. Unfortunate ears, nose, all that. It wasn't much of a consolation but it was as much as she'd get. Tierra sulked a bit and then decided she was over it.

She'd gotten better, with practice, sparring these last weeks. Not as much as if she actually applied herself fully but she took longer to give up, now, and no longer embarrassed herself immediately. Usually she could get in a hit or two of her own before being pinned.

Partners were few and far between with Kallik and Aquene busy with kids, her mom mostly cave-ridden, and everyone else gone. Tierra sighed dramatically, reclining on a ledge that overlooked a portion of the canyon. It was the perfect place to catch some sun and she was more than happy to play hooky from training with Germanicus gone. Only problem was - she'd gotten used to being busy. So even while she tried to relax, she couldn't kick that little voice that told her she should probably go do a patrol. Gee, thanks, responsibility.