Lion Head Mesa [MP] Hidden within

A spar. Now he was speaking her language.
You would spar with woman? she gives a curious tilt of her head and a velvety chortle. That surprises me. I would have thought the neb would be above such antics. her chin lifts. But sure, why not? I do not have much better to do.
She peels away from the river's shoreline and instead positions herself in a ready warrior's stance — knees bent just slightly, neck protected by the curve of her head, body stiff yet ready to spring at a moment's notice.
Her eyes ablaze, her smile devilish. When you are ready.