Firefly Glen [PHE] Violent Femmes

Her heart raced with the thrill of challenging another who looked to be about her age. She called to her heart the ferocity with which she had once attacked Arric, and found cheeks flushed as if she’d eaten something sour when the young woman before not only accepted her challenge, but invited her to begin.

She had firefly eyes, the kind that missed very little. Having looked to Sobeille’s lips as she spoke, she noticed the absence of one canine. Cygnet bobbed her head and drew closer with a calm step so they might share breath for a moment, like two champions clasping hands in a show of good sport before beginning a match. Her hackles rose, and she moved past the girl’s dark face to stand shoulder to shoulder with her, head lifted and ears canted back slightly. 

There she stood, stiff-legged and whale-eyed, noting the length of Sobeille’s body, the height of her shoulder, and even the two white toes on one of her feet. She tilted her head back so she might catch one more glimpse of those sun more eyes before she clicked her teeth together and sprang back- signalling the start of the duel. 

It would begin with not with a clamour for power, but with a slow circle, in which she watched for Sobeille’s movement- choosing first to fully assess her opponent before the action began.