Firefly Glen [PHE] Violent Femmes

that they both sported missing things at the hand of the same witch was lost upon sobeille as cygnet circled, performing a custom that had sobeille's skin singing in excitement. it was different than how she was used to sparring -- she wondered if this was some pre-battle ritual steeped in great honor.

she remained stock still until cygnet sprung back with a click of her teeth, announcing their spar's commencement.

sobeille's shoulders rounded as she tracked every step of cygnet's. like her opponent, she measured her adversary and was thrilled to see her adversary did the same. for the examiner, it was a strange species of excitement to be examined.

cygnet was larger - lankier in leg, more muscle. maybe much stronger. mireille's lesson burned in sobeille's mind as she waited patiently.

her maman had shown her never make the first move.