Blacktail Deer Plateau Kaer Morhen

Beaming with pride, the woman squared her stance to face-off with one of her children- now ready to challenge her in a way he likely had never done before, thanks to his improved musculature. Solveig had trained young warriors before- and was always thankful when the time came that she would not have to be so careful of her own weight and power. There was nothing as satisfying as getting to throw her entire weight into a spar.

She teased him with clacking jaws, snapping them together to goad him on, and danced on nimble feet as she prepared for him to begin the duel. She dared not spare a glance, but hoped that nearby, Rusalka watched so he could see his son in action. 

He move- and she sprang up from a quick playbow to meet him while he bounded, so they could clash together chest-to-chest; heart thundering against heart. She gripped with her claws to hold him momentarily in this pose, bringing her smiling fangs close to his cheek before she dipped her chin and shoved away from him. 

Four feet back on the ground, she side-stepped and pounced- to test her son’s agility now that they were in close quarters.